I'll be in my dumpster, behind the Chinese restaurant, dining on whatever morsels become available, and watching the game with my good bud who's in town from Los Angeles, a dyed-in-blue Carolina fan. But he was with me a couple of years ago when we watched Montana take apart UCLA at Pauley, so I think we've got an utterly infallible, totally reliable good-luck charm on our side.
Go Griz!
Go Griz!