Like the delinquent kid in your 8th grade European History class who you had thought at this point, after all the parent-teacher-student interventions, all the extra attention before and after class, all the hours spent tutoring, cajoling, encouraging, wheedling, and incentivizing, would have made some positive progress, some sign of a pulse, of pride, of self-respect, still failed to turn in his daily assignment--for the SEVENTH year in a row-- Kansas football continues to let its ever-dwindling fan-base down. Which raises the subsequent questions: can things get even worse? Hadn't we already hit rock-bottom? And if not yet, WHEN, for crying out loud? This stuff is old. It smells bad. Find it a home in the dump.