Oklahoma State coach Mike Gundy has become the latest petty dictator coach to excercise complete and total power and restrict where a player can transfer.

This time it's quarterback Wes Lunt, a former four star recruit who started several games as a freshman at Oklahoma State, before deciding he wanted to transfer this spring. So what was Gundy's response when Lunt told him he wanted to transfer? Gundy told Lunt that would be fine, but that he wasn't allowed to transfer to any Big 12 school or any school that was presently on future schedules. That's a pretty standard restriction. If that's where Gundy's transfer restrictions ended, this wouldn't be a story. 

But those restrictions weren't enough for Gundy, no, he had to exercise complete and total dictatorial powers. 

He had to punish a player with the temerity to leave his program. 

Gundy also restricted Lunt from transferring to any SEC or Pac 12 school. Southern Miss too, where offfensive coordinator Todd Monken has recently taken over the head coaching job.

Talk about petty.

Before we get rolling on the mailbag, how about a golf clap for Ole Miss fans?

So far they've been absent from our tattoo race and any awkward fan photos, but this is quite a doozy. An actual pile of poo where Starkville is located? On your body for the rest of your life?

That's quality fandom.

Not bad for Ole Piss! (The message boards are rolling. Did you see what I did there? I switched an M for a P! It's the best insult ever! An M for a P!)

Our beaver pelt trader of the week is Missouri defensive tackle Sheldon Richardson. Please keep talking. You're the only SEC player who has said anything remotely interesting all season.

On to the mailbag, but first, one more look at the Ole Miss tattoo.

Nick Saban is an ornery, obstinate, perpetually angry man.

And this week he's furious.

At who?

The media.

Why?

Because the media believes his football team is really, really good.

How dare the media praise Nick Saban's team in a way that Nick Saban does not feel is appropriate?

The media is so scared that only three questions are asked. Access, baby, access.

And why is Saban so angry? I challenge you to find one negative story that anyone in that room has written about Alabama football in the past three months. Just one! 

I wish I'd been at this press conference so I could have asked the first question. Which would have been: "So you don't believe that this team could beat five or six NFL teams like Western Kentucky head coach Willie Taggart said earlier this week?"

Oh, that response would have been fantastic.

Last week brought the return of Vinnie Verno, but his debut fell a little flat 1-2 for the kickoff specials.

This week Vinnie back stronger than ever, betting the baby again?

Watch as he dives into Auburn-Mississippi State, Georgia-Missouri, and Duke-Stanford.

Remember, he makes picks, you make money.

Once more, click pause on the videos up on the right side if you're having an issue hearing both.

Then, he makes picks, you make money.

By Christian Wick

I flew down to Texas this weekend for my buddy's wedding. He’s an Aggie alumnus, Ensign in the Navy, and is currently training to become a Helicopter pilot.

By Craig Hayes

"Hey Pussy!" I cringed as I slowly limped away from the last set of gassers, praying that the screaming voice of the team captain wasn't for me. "Hey 95!" It was. That was the jersey number the equipment manager gave me about two hours earlier. The first and only time I would wear that number, and the last time I would wear shoulder pads for the rest of my life. I was 21 years old.

Last year at the national title game an LSU fan allowed himself to be tied down to a table and branded with LSU letters.

This surprises no one.

He did this before the national title game and amazingly OKTC reader Stephen Leathers is just now sharing it with us.

Up until now I've thought the teabagger had the roughest post-national title game, but can you imagine what this guy felt like when Jordan Jefferson didn't get pulled and Bama ran roughshod over his team? He's sitting there with a throbbing lower calf -- which probably got infected given the fact that he's an LSU fan in New Orleans willing to get branded before a football game. This means he definitely passed out in a urine-soaked gutter somewhere. Probably after paying $34 for a she-male hand job in the French Quarter.

And you know that the LSU treatment for a branding is the same treatment that Civil War soldiers got for an amputation, a bottle of whiskey, a dash of laudanum, and a minie ball to bite your teeth on.

Also, you know that some LSU fans watching this video are going to be like, "Dude, the burner's for the corndogs, don't waste the fuel."

Plus, as several of you pointed out, he's strapped to a beer pong table.

A beer pong table!

Never change LSU fans. Ever.

So Florida Gator fans are making a awkward fan run this season.

Last week we brought you the Florida Gator fan tattoo.

Now a Florida Gator fan is selling a 13 foot 4 inch, 700 pound gator that he's had mounted, stood up, placed a Tebow jersey on the Gator, and duct taped a football signed by Tebow, Danny Wuerffel, and Steve Spurrier in the gators left paw. (Presumably because Tebow is left handed. The detail work here is outstanding).

It's a legally killed nuisance Gator -- papers and everything! -- and it will only cost you $10,000.

Here's the eBay listing.

The entire listing is a comedy pyramid, but this is my favorite part: "This may be the only real gator of this size mounted standing up, doing a Heisman trophy pose in the country. I'm not saying one is not in existence but none of the taxidermists we spoke with had ever seen or heard of anything like this before." 

Late Monday night, I almost died in a plane crash somewhere over Kansas City.

At least I felt like I was going to die.

As we descended to the Kansas City runway, a storm had kicked up -- I'm told this is the first real storm of summer for Kansas City -- you could see nasty lightning off in the distance, rain and wind slammed into the plane, and our flight dropped rapidly, careening sideways in the gusts of the storm. I really thought I was going to die.

So did the other 110 people on board my flight.

This is my story of what it's like to be on a plane when you think you're going to die.

There are Sunday cruises and there are rollercoaster rides when it comes to monitoring line movement. Saturday's game in Columbia between UGA and Missouri is drawing a ton of interest in the betting markets and will be one of the biggest volume games for sportsbooks this weekend. At some of the sharpest offshore books, UGA opened as modest 3 pt chalk before being bet over the key number to 3.5. However, prices aren't static and yesterday a deluge of Tiger money drove the price as low as 1.5 before the market consensus settled at 2.

What could be leading such a charge on the Tigers you ask? Trust me when I say a sports syndicate anchored by Brad Pitt, Sheryl Crow, and Sam Walton wandering around Vegas dropping 6 digit sums isn't the reason. Missouri has only been a home underdog 4 times since 2006 but their record is hardly anything to get excited about in those games going 1-3 against the spread.  UGA as road favorite you ask? Mark Richt is 17-12-1 in that role including 3 wins as a road fav against Ole Miss (-10), Tennessee (-2.5), and Georgia Tech (-4.5) last year. The Dawgs lone ATS loss away from Athens last season came in Nashville against Vandy as 11.5 pt chalk.

I definitely believe Missouri is more than capable of attacking the UGA defense under the leadership of a talented QB in James Franklin (no, not Vanderbilt's head coach). However you bet your ass I still can't sign off on Coach Pinkel getting this one done until I see how the black and gold adjust to life in the rugged SEC. UGA definitely looked sluggish against Buffalo but that's no reason to jump off the SEC east favorites just yet.  This is a line that bears watching as we approach gameday and just one instance of bettors jockeying for the best market number. To be honest, I'm still hoping a powderpuff game between the two schools student newspapers breaks out at halftime and I'll make the Red and Black much more than a 3 pt chalk.

It's a bleary-eyed Labor Day here for me.

After three games in three days in three cities, I've managed to contract a cold that's so intense I can feel my heart beating in my eardrums. This is vaguely alarming. But I'm not taking off any days. This afternoon we'll be doing a Labor Day live show on 3HL and this evening I'm hopping a flight to Kansas City in preparation for talking to the KC Tiger Club on Tuesday at noon. Hope to see some Kansas City OKTC readers there.

Without further ado, here's what caught my eye for week one's Starting 11.