Nothing yesterday. It was the Slate, announcing we will amuse ourselves in the common off week with Minnesota by pretending we play them, then staging a video contest among some staffers from BOTC and The Daily Gopher. Then pfffffft! Not a single word the rest of the day. One might suspect we were moping about something.
Taht, or anticipating the hilarity of the mythical Minnesota match-up to come, as the case may be. Death to Goldy! Or, in the immortal words of Jean Paul Sartre: Au revoir, Gopher!
I’ll bet our friends over at The Daily Gopher hate that almost as much as we despise Dorothy and Toto jokes.