What if I told you the most dominant player on LSU's campus wasn't Leonard Fournette or Alex Lange?
I'm not going to lie, I was not exactly comfortable at the Indiana-LSU game on Sunday. I wasn't hungover, but I passed out at 12:20 Saturday night due to pure exhaustion stemming from the long day I had, and Sunday I was in the metal bleachers out in the searing heat at noon. Any alcohol still in my system has now been sweated out. But this was the game the Baton Rouge chapter of the American Outlaws had selected to be the game that we all try to go to.