I drove home from the Texas Bowl on Friday night and got in about 3 a.m. after dropping Jackson off at his parents’ house. Mrs. Pistols kindly let me sleep a bit on Saturday morning as our children ran like Chuba wild in the living room and rain pounded the pavement outside.
All that to say, I was pumped to watch the College Football Playoffs on Saturday afternoon. Just eight straight hours of elite ball from three teams to close out another amazing CFB year.
Of course I can’t watch any college sports without looking at it through the lens of Oklahoma State and how the Pokes do things in Stillwater.