Wow. In a bowl history full of pathetic performances and miserable results, this game was epically bad (let's hope that Bobby Petrino isn't on the phone with his agent right now, trying to find something better). That's actually kind of impressive in its own sad way.
Anyway, I guess I should have listened to my head, not my heart. We'll have more thoughts on the Cotton Bowl later, and then will mercifully move on to more pleasant topics.
Happy New Year, everybody.