A day in the life of Guz Malzahn.

"Offensive genius or not, Mr. Malzahn, you’re leaving the stopwatch on the counter. You are not bringing it in there," she says with a nod of her head toward the bedroom door.

Malzahn contemplates pointing out how many more times he can score when he's efficient, but in the end agrees.

Besides, he has a clock in his head and she can’t stop him from ticking off the mental seconds. It’s all about precision and timing.

I hate Bleacher Report.