A special, and unique version of the College Five column for this exceptional weekend.
There is a distinctive taste in the air — a bitter stench that has hung around fan bases, growing in power each week. Every week, the stench of the most hated team on the schedule has grown steadily more pungent, each side salivating as opportunity creeps closer.
It is the product of generations of bad blood, shit talk and ruthless dedication to one side of a two-sided trench. Like two junkyard dogs circling each other before a throw down, college football teams trudge through the season, the prize at the end of the regular season; the chance at ruining the season of a hated rival.