Things are bad, guys. For the second weekend in a row, the Pac-12 portion of the Gamble-Tron’s picks were somewhere between grease fire and dumpster fire. Thank heavens for our out-of-conference picks, or we’d be on skid row. Speaking of which, where exactly is skid row? Does it even exist? Has anyone actually seen it? I know nobody would admit to ever having seen Skid Row the band, but I digress.
It was bad enough that we got pantsed for the second Pac-12 week in a row, even worse that our beloved football team got atomic wedgie’d. So it’s time to set a new course, since the old path was fraught with disaster.