I just saw Lee Corso in high heels. I saw him with his shirt off. I saw him kiss a K-State sophomore. I saw him sneak a shot of whiskey in the stands. Okay, okay, the actual Corso didn't do these things. But the hundreds of K-State fans wearing official "Being Lee Corso" masks did.

College is a time of personal beauty. Students are young, free, bright-eyed and tanned. Why they would ever publicly wear masks bearing Corso's likeness is beyond me. But somehow, Corso has become a rolling panic on college campuses. Last Friday night, in the Aggieville section of Manhattan, Kan., there were signs reading (deep breath) "Corso for President." Walk around the greek houses and you'll see posters of Corso hanging in windows. College Gameday coming to town? It's a Coronation of Corso. Kirk Herbstreit and Chris Fowler are soap-opera handsome and respected voices of the sport, but they sweep after Corso's parade. They're side dishes.

Saturday morning, 15,587 hung-over loons showed up to watch Gameday. No, check that. They came to see Corso. Crowds boo him, laugh at him and cheer him. But they come to be a part of him, to reach out and snag a piece. They want to Be Like Lee. They grab their masks and follow the directions:

1) Cut around Lee's Head (Yes, "head" is capitalized) with sissors. (Yes, "scissors" is incorrectly spelled on the mask.)
2) Place Lee's Head handle in outline.
3) Apply several strips of tape to secure Lee's Head.
4) Carefully cut out eyes to see the world through the eyes of Greatness and Wisdom.

I went to the student section of Wagner Field during the first quarter of Saturday's game and asked, "Why is everyone so Corso crazed?"

"He's the man, dawg," one said.

"He loves the 'Cats," another said.

"Uh, well, you know, I just think that, uh," another said.

"I'd vote for Corso for President instead of what's his name," one said.

"Which what's his name?" I asked.

"You know. Gore and Bush."

Can you imagine a President who sees the world through the eyes of Greatness and Wisdom? On college football game day, I suppose anything seems possible.