01-27-2017, 11:07 AM
I'll give a shoutout to the Greatest. Upset. Ever. I missed the middle part of the game, because my wife and I took my son--who was about to turn one--to the local pumpkin patch. We returned home in time to watch the fourth quarter, and that was when my son learned that his male parental unit was nuts for Stanford football.
If there's one thing people have learned in Berkeley, it's that you can't put "Cal football" and "Rose Bowl" in the same sentence. The words just don't fit. You'd be better off linking "covered wagons" with "Mars travel." (Bruce Jenkins, Cal '70, SF Chronicle, Nov. 11, 2017)