This evening, a handful of buddies and I gathered to get our tux measurements for this one cat's wedding on Jan. 13, eat dinner, and enjoy some fellowship in the form of the Arkansas-Missouri basketball game.

That lasted about as long as UA considered Mike Anderson for the job after they sent Nolan and his tanks away.

There are people in this world who detest the presence of the present, want no part of the future and are resistant to any sort of change. These people will fight tooth and nail against anything outside of what they have accepted as their norm, and will fend off and denounce fancy advancements such as the Internet, PDAs, the forward pass and wet counties.

These same people go out of their way to live their lives as their grandparents did, because that's how it should be. They rationalize everything so that they make themselves feel superior for going about things the 'right' way. LCD or plasma? No thank you. The CRT is the way to go. All this new-fangled flatness is a fad and it's those dadgum Japanese making all that. Give me a good ol' American Zenith console.

I'm not real good at math – had to get some real-time tutoring on tests just to get a 'C' in college algebra, pulled off an 'F' or two in Algebra II in high school, and was tickled pink to open up my ACT test results way back in the day and see a 19 there on the Math portion. That kept me out of remedial classes, and that made me happy. Of course that happiness subsided when I realized it killed my overall score and kept me from getting one of those super-fancy scholarships. Granted, I would've lost the super-fancy scholarship just as quickly as I lost the sorta-fancy one so it really didn't matter.

But when it comes to addition, subtraction and some simple multiplication and division – I can hang with the mediocre of 'em. Having been a sports junkie since I was old enough to pee, I've mastered the art of multiplying by 7 and 3, dividing by 48, 60, 9 and 1, adding 17, and subtracting 1908.

I've yet to get a grip on the complexities of the NCAA quarterback rating, the NFL quarterback rating (and the differences that lie within), the BCS, or a single piece of drivel that Rob Neyer spits out.

That being said – I think I can figure out some UCA football stats.