I'm talking about Chip. Yes, THAT Chip. Now before you get all rage-y with me, hear me out. While you were most likely sitting on your couches or perhaps at the local tavern watching your Buffs, I had the great fortune of being able to see this victory in person. And let me tell you, there were not many CU fans at the game--but the ones that were there all congregated in ONE section for the most part. We were a solid bunch. A ragtag crew of about 30-50 all cheering on our Buffs from section 126. What we didn't have in numbers, we made up for in spirit, chants and alcohol. But you know who didn't care about any of that? Chip! Chip spent the vast majority of the game doing jack ****. I think I saw him reading the Sunday New York Times business section during the 3rd quarter even! Sometimes, he would dance a little dance here and there, but mostly he'd vanish when we needed him most! I don't know if the guy (or girl) playing the role of Chip was having an off day, or if s/he was suffering from food poisoning or what, but that performance was completely lackluster. Chip, if you're reading this, I challenge you to pick up the effort at UCLA! Intermingle with the CU fans who made the journey. Stop hamming it up with the hot cheerleaders for a few plays and do your job! I'll be in Pasadena as well, and you better believe I'll be watching your every move (in a non-creepy/stalker-y way)! Now sit there and think about what you did!