Somewhere in this vast country of ours, there sits a man in front of a television…. who’s probably married, got a few kids….loves college football, very possibly is a fan of the f$u football team….. and every Saturday while he’s watching his noles play, he’s hoping for 2 things. He’s hoping for a nolie victory, and he’s also hoping that they won’t show a certain section of the Seminole band on television, because he just can’t stand the sight of his “boy” surrounded by similarly clad females, doing the tomahawk chop. Poor guy. Every Saturday he’s probably the only Seminole fan, that’s going, “WTF?!” And he’s not only talking about the football team.