In lieu of Twilight's recent release and on behalf of my female fans, I write this article a lover of Halloween and costume cocktail parties, believer in the supernatural.
I write this with a love for the characters who transcend themselves by taking on the persona of a sport figure.
So, game gods, thank you for that.
I cannot get over the paradoxical nature of certain faces. Evolution has a way of dealing us comedic cards in a haphazard light, his limelight shed on the scariest of some of us. Go figure.
Paint a picture of 10 of our most (or not most, but you get the point) beloved college basketball figures and you will be paralyzed in the absurdity of their embodiments.
When it comes to lunatic carnies, vampires or werewolves, we all can relate, but in order to understand the fear factor in this article, you have to be engaged and interactive with the comedic temperament of a humorist.
Let the games begin.