Hawaii's thrilling victory over Bouncy State is history.
Yes, the Rainbows are 1-3 and ready to take on the Kansas City Chiefs - or maybe even the St. Louis Crusaders.
But let's get back to the real fun of the football season so far: head coach Fred vonAppen's complaints. Yep. Fred's blasts have been a blast. And at least he is getting some results off the field, if not on it.
Look at this week. UH is going to its usual slaughter at Fresno State, but the oversized lads won't be hitting the road to the Raisin Capital. They'll be soaring in style to meet those nasty Bulldogs.
Apparently, there will be a fleet of 20-seat planes waiting to haul the Rainbow gang from Los Angeles International Airport to Fresno. And, get this, a bus will also be available at LAX for the players who might have to use those paper bags that they put in front of each seat.
I also have heard that there will be sets of Rollerblades available for those who don't want to ride the planes or bus, but this has not been confirmed.
Here's the problem I have with the team cruising on charter flights. Why would you want a bunch of college football players to be comfortable, happy and rested en route to a game in which they are supposed to rip their opponents limb from limb?
Why can't they be cramped, grumpy and exhausted like the rest of us when we fly from Hawaii to the mainland in coach class?
Hey, I'd rather have my players growling and hissing at everyone when they get off the plane, not blowing kisses.
So it looks like vonAppen is using his muscle effectively, especially against UH athletic director Hugh Yoshida and even Gov. Ben Cayetano.
This isn't that surprising, since vonAppen outweighs each guy by about 100 pounds.
I have to admire vonAppen's tenacity. It really impressed me when I saw Yoshida carrying a set of chandeliers into the football office this week. Then the deliverymen rolled in the baby grand piano.
And then the entire coaching staff gathered around the piano and vonAppen played "Happy Days Are Here Again." Then they all joined hands and sang "Do You Know The Way To San Jose?" Doug Semones was break-dancing and Don Lindsey even did a little soft-shoe.
It was a pretty weird sight, something you would never imagine unfolding at Notre Dame or Florida State - although some of the Seminoles might have had the piano hocked before anyone could play it.
OK, just kidding.
But Yoshida is sure wearing the goat horns in all of this, trying to appease the new staff, but not being able to get any extra dough for his already meager athletic department budget.
The one guy who vonAppen has failed to fluster, though, is UH president Kenneth Mortimer.
Mortimer may seem like a nerd at times, but he isn't about to roll over for some uppity football coach when he can barely keep the campus library doors open.
I'm not sure if the college I went to had a library, but if it did, I'm quite sure the doors were open.
So now Yoshida is looking for a full-time fund-raiser for UH athletics - and I have a two-word solution: Lenny Klompus.
Klompus and his wife, Marcia, have saved just about every athletic event in Hawaii recently, including the Hula Bowl, the Aloha Bowl and the Aloha State Games.
If UH hires Lenny and Marcia, there will be enough cash for each player to have his own private jet and an individual training table with a personal chef.
Well, that's about it for now. Too bad vonAppen and the team have to leave town to play a boring football game this week.
The off-the-field battles are so much more fun to watch.