As a long-time season ticket holder, UA alum, donor, and 12+-year faculty member, I have never been more frustrated than this morning with our football program. It's not merely the total collapse over the last three games. Nor is it the overwhelming apathy shown by my students, colleagues, and community towards UA football. Mostly, it is the utter disregard the athletic department shows to anyone who bleeds blue and gold. I am tired of buying tickets each season to watch a historically lousy product, and then get treated like less-than-excrement. The hubris displayed by the athletic department, which hemorrhages money, and only exists because of massive taxpayer and student subsidies, is mind numbing. While they sit back in their climate controlled suites, they won't even allow us "poor serfs" the use of an umbrella during a monsoon. How many of those soaked-to-the-bone first-time students who came out last night to win free tuition will ever come back? We already know the answer. Further, in a university where enrollment- and revenue- continue to plummet, this same program spends ungodly sums of money bribing students to show-up; gold-plating helmets; and, creating new uniforms every week. They do all this while embarrassing the University on national television and treating supporters as necessary evils. Well, Mr. Wistricil (sic) ET. Al., the Greeks had a goddess for hubris - and her name was nemesis. Losing is clearly your fate. You've earned it. I won't let it become mine.