In my dream, we won the toss and chose to kick off.

The kickoff was high instead of long and the UConn guy had
to wait for it at the 5.

When he looked upfield, he saw BYU's kickoff team coming at him,
and one after another his 10 blockers were mowed down like
bowling pins -- e.g like Lasicke planting the Navy rugby guy on
his back, with Lasike not breaking stride.

Since the BYU kicker wasn't fast, that meant 10 BYU defenders
were converging on the ball carrier with zero UConn blockers
left on their feet.

The UConn guy had never seen a wave of 10 coverage guys
with attitude who could not be blocked.

He knelt at the 5, then ran for cover.

[I think I have Korona's 110 pancake blocks in his
last 2 years of high school on my brain.]