I'll never call a game again. It's over. I've been vanquished. My powers are gone. No longer a wizard. No longer a oracle.

I will now find a dark cave and live out my life in solitude. Perhaps one day a young aspiring Aggie wizard will seek me out in their quest to become the next great zoo oracle. But until that day I will live in darkness. Should light reach me I will gouge my eyes out with my own bare hands.

I will forever curse Coach Jimbo for his 3rd and 2 play call. Forever.

I appreciate your positivity.

However, I'm old enough to have seen enough games and to have learned that my gut will Trump all best wishes from any devout fan.

And you cannot find a more devout fan than me.

Grow a Pear!