I couldn't help but think about Dick Galiette Saturday, both driving down the Merritt Parkway through the tunnel and all it's glorious foliage above, during and after the game.

He would have been so thrilled Saturday. He would be so thrilled with this team, the way it fights through adversity, never gives up, never complains, just works a little bit harder every day and seems to enjoy itself more and more as the season goes on.

That was Dick.

Nothing too fancy, just a proud marine who loved what he did, loved the Yale players and loved the game of football.

He was definitely smiling Saturday, a year after he passed away.

Makes you wonder if the old son of a gun moved that right upright over just a bit on the overtime field goal attempt by Penn.