Grab an old Husker jersey, wait for Cy to show up, intercept his slant pass, run 10 yards, get a cramp, hobble another 5 yards, look back and hope Cy is in as bad a shape as I am, and limp my way and fall across the goal line. Then I will spike the ball (if I get up), and shout "Cyclones still can't beat us!". I will go to Val's for pizza and beer, sharing with Cy.