Southern Cal Wednesday

Happy Southern Cal Wednesday!  We are ten days out from the Southern Cal game, and Ed Orgeron is the coach of the Trojans (more on that later).  How excited am I that this time has finally come?  Well, about this excited:

 

The Right Reverend Houston Nutt.  Surprisingly, a better coach than Ed Orgeron

 
  So yeah, pretty excited. 

 

 Now Southern Cal has a long, storied history on and off the gridiron.  Strange thing is, very rarely do the words "towering intellect" and "Southern Cal" collide.  For example, it was once said of O.J. Simpson that one thing about him never changed: he was always the dumbest person in the room, no matter how many other people were in said room.  I would go on, but I have no evidence of this and O.J.'s day falls later. 
  I do, however, have the ability to point out the idiocy which infests the Southern Cal cheerleader squad.  While I have never seen a copy of the rules of cheerleading (if such a set of rules do exist) I am quite certain that near the top of the list is "Thou shalt not cheer for the opposing team". 

 

 

Yes, of course it's the blonde one.  And no, I don't think this was one of USC's rare hipsters cheering ironically. 

 

In short, oops.  But surely, SURELY the Southern Cal cheer squad would learn from its mistake, and remind its members NOT to cheer for the other team.  On second thought: 

 

  Wrong again, it seems.  But though they may not be the sharpest knives in the drawer (heck, they might just be a collection of spoons) the cheer squad must, MUST be good dancers.  That's one of the reasons they made the squad in the first place.  And they've got to be able to outdance, say, a waterfowl

and not just any waterfowl: a waterfowl with a boring desk job: 

This concludes our segment featuring Puddles the Duck.  Back to all Southern Cal scorn, all the time, tomorrow.  

Backer Song of the Day:

I lied.  Again.