This guy runs plays like he’s blindfolded and high on energy drinks. Liberty’s very own human glitch in the matrix.

The guy who smells so bad, defenders just want to get away. North Carolina’s secret weapon, making the field a no-fly zone.

The kind of guy who calls a Hail Mary on third and inches. UCLA’s own mad scientist, but without any of the science.

Playing football like he’s trying to escape from a nightmare. Washington State’s master of the accidental miracle.

Flips a coin for every play and somehow lands on his feet. Tulane’s living proof that dumb luck can win championships.

Slicing through defenses like they’re pizza dough. Georgia Tech’s play-calling pizza guy who delivers…sometimes.

Calls plays like he’s on a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. West Virginia’s thrill-seeker making every game a wild ride.

Moves so fast, you’d think his pants are on fire. Kansas State’s resident speed demon who never looks back.

Gambles on plays like he’s got nothing left to lose. UNLV’s high roller who’s always ready to double down on the dumbest bets.