Inspirational thought of the week:

You're not in Kansas anymore
Can't be too careful that's for sure
City lights will lead you on
Morning comes and they'll be gone
So, write my number on your wall
And call me anytime at all
I'm so happy now, boy
You're not in Kansas anymore

-- "You're Not in Kansas Anymore" Jo Dee Messina

Here at Bottom 10 Headquarters, located in the safe where Mike Leach keeps the $10,000 per kid he offered for them to elope and none took it, we have spent this first week of October watching and rewatching "The Wizard of Oz" while simultaneously listening to "Dust in the Wind" and sniffing a sunflower while also gnawing on a barbecue rib.

Why? Because after spending so many years of watching bad football played in a stadium as barren as the Great Plains that surround it, now the entire college football world is migrating to Lawrence, Kansas, to see the 5-0, 19th-ranked Artists Formerly Known as the Kansas Nayhawks ... and we aren't invited.

I mean, you'd think College GameDay would at least call and ask us to sit with the Bear and provide some perspective gleaned from remaining dedicated to keeping tabs on a team that won 23 games over the dozen seasons before this one, right? A team that was as much a part of these rankings as Pillow Fights of the Week, the Coveted Fifth Spot and making fun of Randy Edsall. A program that was so bad for so long that we have annually included former head coach Charlie Weis on our Bottom 10 Playoff Selection Committee.

You really think Rece Davis has spent as much time watching Kansas over the past decade? OK, that's a bad example. Rece watches every game and knows every player's name and where they grew up and what their parents do for a living ... but you get the point here, don't you?

Though we may not be invited, we will be watching from afar. Like a dad on that pivotal day of high school when his child first turns to him and says, "Just drop me off at the corner and I'll walk from there. I'm a cool kid now and I don't want you to embarrass me."