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This reader report from Saturday's UCLA-OSU football game let us know that we definitely didn't party hard enough over the holiday weekend. After all, we didn't horrify an entire stadium full of drunk college football fans. But perhaps we're all better off not making keeping up with Gary Busey some kind of a competition.

I saw batshit crazy Gary Busey at Saturday's UCLA v. OSU game at the Rose Bowl. Correction: half of the UCLA season ticket holders section and everyone from OSU saw Gary Busey at the Rose Bowl Saturday, because he was on the field "performing" with OSU's cheerleaders.

Best I could piece it together: he was there as a guest of OSU, because he had a field pass around his neck. [Ed.note—Busey attended OSU but didn't graduate.] For two-thirds of the game, he behaved himself on the sidelines. It wasn't until the third quarter that the combination of the heat, some strong-ass drug cocktail, and the fact that he is totally deranged made him snap, because he scampered over to the cheerleaders and joined them for several "routines," none of which he actually knew. Everyone in my section was amused for about a second and then sorta horrified, because he is clearly mega-unhinged. After tormenting the cheerleaders — none of whom, clearly, expected or wanted him to join them — for a good ten minutes, he hugged half of them, posed for pictures [all the girls looked scared that he was going to try to eat their faces], and then stumbled back to his spot on the sidelines, where everyone from OSU appeared to be very, very nice to him. Bottom line: he is either totally fucking out of his gourd or has serious substance abuse issues, or both. Poor, crazy Busey.

Poor, crazy Busey indeed. Can't a guy creepily accost a few cheerleaders and act generally unhinged at a football game without being labeled as having "issues"? We don't want to live in a world where Busey can't let his freak flag fly, so long as it doesn't unfurl all over our new shoes. We're fussy that way.