I’ve stopped trying to figure this out

I give up.

I try to be as objective as I can, but I keep flip-flopping from week to week.

I can speculate -- endlessly -- about the reasons why Miles does the things that I see on game day.

Much of it seems simply incomprehensible, at least to me.

On the other hand, I also realize that I’m not THERE. I don’t sit in on team meetings, I don’t participate in game-planning sessions. I just don’t KNOW.

All I DO know is what I see on the scoreboard, once it’s at "00:00" -- and I’m beginning to find THAT incomprehensible, too.

At this point, I can’t decide whether Les Miles, at 7-0, is absolutely the luckiest doofus in college football -- or whether he’s the craftiest coach LSU has had in my lifetime.

I’m not going to try anymore. It makes my head hurt.

From now on, on game day, I’m just going to put on my optimistic old “Fear the Hat” teeshirt, and crack a few cold ones, and take the ride -- and I'll still love my Tigers, wherever that ride ends up.