An offseason compendium of college football's small pleasures.
The Fat Guy Touchdown is hands-down our favorite play, and one of the purer joys in college football. Watching a 350-pound lineman scoop up a football and run for a score makes us clap with glee like a small child presented with a shiny object, no matter the color of the player's jersey. There are so many pleasures on so many levels: The play is always completely unexpected by at least one team, the bruiser holding the ball has a markedly higher tendency to knock heads as he trundles down the sideline, and most of all, there's the look of sheer, exhausted glee on the kid's face as he crosses into six-point territory. The endzone is not -- and probably has never been -- a place they get to bask in very often, and watching a hulking defender savor a rare moment in the spotlight is enough to warm even the most black and pitted of hearts.
Very occasionally, the Fat Guy Touchdown comes as the result of devious offensive gameplanning, as in Nebraska's infamous 1984 Orange Bowl fumblerooski: