The song for the day?

Why, that would be "My Humps," of course!

Especially since that goofy son-of-a-gun killed them with the threes last night. You know, Lee, at this point, I'm temporarily going to let the Peyton Manning idolatry from your childhood go because of your clutch play.

Keep delivering tomorrow night (along with the rest of the boys, of course), and I may be willing to overlook it altogether!



Good luck, boys. We're all rooting for you. Bring that trophy home! Go Gators!