The Gang of Five
When I was in college, I had a friend who so badly wanted to be accepted into the coolest fraternity on campus that he lost 30 pounds, got a new haircut, bleached his teeth, changed his major to business, spent way too much on a BMW lease, bought a whole new wardrobe and dumped his fiancée. But when he showed up for pledge night, the frat still tried to send him to the kitchen because they thought he was with the caterers. Just call it the Coveted Fifth Spot of Rush Week. So it was no surprise that when the College Football Playoff rankings were released Tuesday night, my friend sent me a selfie, in his Cincinnati sweatshirt and BYU hat, with text that read: "Da...., not again.