In 2015, when Ole Miss and Cal agreed to play a home-and-home series, I was immediately on board for traveling thousands of miles and using multiple vacation days to watch Ole Miss inevitably lose to a team it should probably beat. Two years later, there I stood, watching the prophesy come to pass.
The game, as you would like to never remember, was a gross affair, with neither team able to sustain anything that looked impressive. Only a pair of 70-yard touchdown passes from Shea Patterson provided anything memorable, which will be blocked out in my mind by offensive line play from Ole Miss that could generously be described as matador-ish.