For the past decade, I’ve attended one Autzen football game each year. Today was that day. (Thanks, Doug.) Our seats were in the end zone, so we had a perfect view of the Ducks’ plucky two-point conversion. It came right at us. You can see the clockwork best when you’re sitting on the “12.” The other extra view, not available to TV, was LMJ’s boyish exuberance, dancing a little jig after taking the Ducks to within striking distance, but not yet a touchdown. He looked like a playground kid, having the time of his life, just hoping his Mom didn’t call to remind him he should take time to pee.