This is perhaps the saddest picture EVER

What's a three year old to do the weekend after your team pulls off an amazing victory over USC? Get all Beavered up and go outside to toss the pigskin around a bit? Roll around on the grass tackling and tossing and generally having a great football-ly time?

Um, no. Instead, you get to go out in the dirt and flick it around with a giant, half broken fishing pole while dreaming of grass stains and dandelions.

Maybe next week, Cam. Maybe next week.