Yes, yes, it's football season. Who cares?

This story from The Advocate is the most interesting thing I've seen for a while:

Among the soda bottles and lost basketballs floating down the Vermilion River, there are things much odder and mysterious.
The Vermilion River could be called a one-way hoodoo highway.

Over the years, more than four dozen ordinary, little brown plastic prescription bottles have been found in the murky water -- each filled with blue or pink powder and strange, rambling spells meticulously written on scraps of paper.

Bottle? Check. Powder? Purple or gold. Check. Offensive plan? Check.

UPDATE: Here at halftime on Saturday evening, I think Saban might like to change a spell or two.