Bedlam always lives up to its billing. Who would have thought Oklahoma State would be perfect from the free throw line and shoot lights out from the perimeter?

Again, friends, this is why I don't bet. OSU came to play, and you have got to give them some credit.

But Oklahoma did get the win, and a big one it was. 64-61.

I only have one gripe.

If Sean Sutton is sick with a 101-degree fever, coughing up a lung as described by ESPN's Holly Rowe, then what in the hell is he doing shaking people's hands? What is he doing at the game?

I'm sorry. Look, I'm not a germaphobe, but I know how colds and flu get passed. It's by people who are sick mixing and mingling with people who aren't. There should seriously be a Big 12 or NCAA rule about this among players and coaches. They can be policed. It's not like a rule among fans could ever be passed.

But among coaches and players, who have access to a highly paid team doctor? C'mon, now.

If you're sick, stay away. Stay home. Get well. Goodness knows the ever-sweaty Sutton could use some rest. If he were a rock star, we'd call him the hardest workin' man in show biz. John Daly doesn't sweat so much, and he's full of nicotine, booze and lard.

But Sean isn't on a rock-n-roll tour. He's a basketball coach with a capable assistant in James Dickey -- and Dickey should have taken the reins tonight.

See, it works like this. Sutton shakes Capel's hand after the game. Capel goes into the locker room and shakes players' hands. They touch their eyes or put a hand to their mouths, and -- voila -- everybody's sick.

Those kids go to class and pass it on to other students, who pass it on to professors, one of whom happens to be a very good friend of mine ... and she'll pass it to her husband, and they'll both pass it to me.

Seriously, Sean. Stay home next time. Before you fall dead on the court or, worse yet, indirectly get me sick.

OK. Maybe I am a germaphobe.