Maybe the high point of their ignorance came on Sunday morning. I went to noon mass at San Fernando (that's the Spanish mass - it's posted in large letters on a sign at the entrance) only to find it impossible to get a seat due to the large number of flaky midwestern football fans.
Of course many seats did open up once the Persons of Strange Accent realized that they did not speak the language and would be even MORE confused by attending this service.
N-e-b-r-s-k-a?
Hmph.
M-i-c-h-i-g-a-n S-t-a-t-e?
Pttt.
Glad to see them gone...and annoyed to see that they had to leave some of their dope-smoking trash behind.
(And don't get me started over how my Minnesota Golden Gophers were ripped off by the Alamo Bowl selection board)