Last night's game was one of the greatest games I've ever watched. It's certainly the greatest college game I've ever watched. The only game I can think of that matches this game is the Tennessee Titans vs St. Louis Rams Super Bowl game that literally ended on the one yard line. Last night's game could not have been scripted any better.

You have the two time National Champion University of Southern California Trojans strolling into the game on the backs of two outstanding Heisman winners, led by the SoCal coach with the good looks and the slightly conceited attitude. You had a popular sports channel comparing the 2005 Trojans to other College Football dynasties. The rest of the sports world were having debates about how many points the Trojans were going to destroy Texas by.

But that's why you play the game. It was basically a scoring free for all. More or less, neither team could stop the other team's offense from scoring. But when it had to, UT made the defensive plays it had to, the fourth and two stop and the Leinart interception in particular.

I just remember being deflated after USC had gone up 38 to 26 with about six minutes left in the game. There had been a huge party a couple doors down, complete with 20+ people and huge booming speakers blaring the UT fight song anytime UT did anything, that completely went silent as USC looked like it was on its way to easily winning the game. But then Vince and Co. started that miraculous comeback, and the rest is history.

You should have seen the eruptions that took place all over this city when Vince crossed into the end zone with all of 18 seconds left to play. I've never met my neighbors, but I was out there giving high fives with nearly all of them. Everyone in that party I mentioned earlier were jumping up and down so much that I'm surprised the apartment didn't buckle under itself.

Sixth Street? It looked like Mardi Gras, only with less vomit. I left at around 1:30 so the vomit per square foot of concrete ratio may have shrunk a couple hours later. I don't know, it's just weird. Everyone from people in frats/sororities to hippies to old people to young children with their parents were out partying it up on Sixth Street. You literally couldn't walk down Sixth Street for any extended period of time without having to either slap a high five or throw up the UT sign.

It's just odd for me to see all this happen. I'm such a pessimist about human nature and the state of things, that I'm always amazed that the goodwill we all feel for each other after big wins and New Years Eve celebrations doesn't extend further out into our daily lives. Like most things in life, it's a matter of will.

But that's a different post. Today, I bleed Orange.