What happened to that fantastic scoreboard, 'Dawgs? . . . Either that dawg is so determined to hammer your ass he's going after you with the claw end, or he's so stupid he's about to hit himself in the face with the blunt end. It works for visitors and home crowds, really, since you can assume either with likely probability. Oh, and nice sweater, American Apparel dawg. There's skinny jeans behind that scoreboard and you know it.Spencer Hall asks about our historic scoreboard. I'm hurt that he didn't remember this explanation. Go 'Dawgs!