Pictured above is what’s left of Arizona State’s indoor practice facility after a flash storm with 75-mph winds tore through the Phoenix area last night.  By all reports, pieces of the newly opened, $8.4 million bubble dome were thrown across campus.

Russell Schilt, a 22-year-old ASU student, said he walked about the school’s practice facility to see the bubble roof in shreds from the storm. Schilt said he was surprised at the damage the new building took.

“The bubble dome had complete deflated,” he said.

No one was hurt, [AD] Brand said. The 103,500-square-foot facility was just completed this month…. It [was] a bubble of fabric supported by air pressure, the ASU official said.

Man what an asshole storm.  Who knew that a desert could have such harsh, unforgiving weather?

[Wired Devils/Cactus Ranch]

Here’s the new Old Spice ad where Bears linebacker Brian Urlacher confronts his nerdy youth.  Copyranter has the print ad, and he says:

While I’m neither a fan of Urlacher or the Bears or even NFL football, this (somewhat ironic) anti-weakling message will definitely play well with the mooky tough and faux-tough guys who read ESPN magazine.

Hey, who you calling mooky tough and faux-tough, buster?  I’ll kick your little nerd-bloggin’ ass! **cracks knuckles, puts ten-pound weights on bench press**

College football mercifully begins tonight, ending that painful two-week period after the Olympics ended where baseball was the only show in town.  And while many of you will be tuned in to regional showdowns like NC State-South Carolina (meh), Wake Forest-Baylor (*makes farting sound*), and Oregon State-Stanford (“Pac-10 football: It’s almost like the SEC, but without all the people caring!”) tonight, I thought I’d take a moment to salute the typically insane fandom we’re going to see for the next three months, before it goes away for a month, then returns for about a week and a half.

Anyway, both of the images you see here come via the must-read Every Day Should Be Saturday, which notes Bo Schembechler’s postmortem endorsements and Bear Bryant’s legacy via gigantic houndstooth fedoras that designate the new stadium concessions stand.  Stand by for updates; I’m still waiting to hear back from Notre Dame to see if they liked my mural of Knute Rockne making out with Touchdown Jesus.

College football is back, and you know what that means: stories about Ohio State fans who live and die by the Buckeyes because, let’s face it, there’s not much else worth living for in Ohio.

Pictured at left is one such faithful fan who’s sporting the Jim Tressel-inspired sweater vest t-shirt.  I’ll let Jupmode explain:

[In2006], we realized how fortunate we are to have Coach Tressel lead our team onto the field every Saturday and respresent [sic] our beloved University. He is a class act, revered throughout the nation not just for his wins and losses, but for the way he represents the Ohio State University.

[Tressel] has become famous for wearing a sweater vest and tie on the sidelines – unlike any other coach in the nation… The OSU Sweater Vest T-Shirt is just a simple idea that we feel can help unify students, alumni, parents, kids, and fans from all over in support of our great coach and University.

It’s also great for any weddings you attend in Ohio, where the tuxedo t-shirt is just a little too dressy.

[Lion in Oil]

Florida Gators star running back Chris Rainey — a professed lover of the white girls — enrolled in highly coveted “sex classes” this semester, but was disappointed to learn it was all, like, anthropological and shit.

“It’s a lot of people,” Rainey said. “It was all the way to the door when I got in. My back was touching the door.”

And even with all those students in the room, the subject matter was not at all to Rainey’s liking.

“It’s boring,” Rainey said. “I thought it would be fun, like you see on TV. But it ain’t like that.”

Wait, so Human Sexuality classes suck even in the SEC?  I figured if there’s ANYWHERE you can watch porn for credit, it’s Florida.

[The Sporting Blog]

This Big Ten Network commercial surfaced on Awful Announcing yesterday, and even if you're not clued into all the foibles of the coaches in the country's Midwesternest conference, it's worth it just to hear Joe Paterno fight off dementia long enough to try to complete a sentence.  Also, for the record, Northwestern coach Pat Fitzgerald looks like every Marine infantry officer I've ever known: thick neck, deep-set eyes, Cro-Magnon forehead.  Thank God the Marine Corps doesn't have Northwestern's record.

After the jump is the highly recommended, new and improved version from Every Day Should Be Saturday and demented image wiz LSUfreek.  It's like watching Mr. Subliminal, if Mr. Subliminal were funny and on cocaine.