Seems that after the game, back in Los Angeles, and according to a few sorority girls, Corp was allegedly having a good ole time and boozin' it up with a few pretty young things.
First, like a commenter on the Bleacher Report noted, never believe a Sorority Girl. Good rule of thumb to follow. And trust me kids, this applies through menopause.
But most importantly, who cares.
Listen, if I crapped in my pants on national TV, and if I were Aaron Corp and I had access to some fine USC Sorority Girl talent, I'd booze and fornicate myself into a coma. The last thing I'd want to have is any recollection whatsoever of that game.
This also reminds my of an apocryphal story told about Miles Davis. Apparently, as the actress Cicely Tyson was helping Miles emerge from his decade long heroin addiction, she came across a closet jam-packed with awards. Miles chuckled and said "See all these awards? They're from having a bad memory."
I'm a big believer in that philosophy. Don't rest on your laurels, and don't obsess on your failures. Move on. Move forward. If keg stands with the girls from Delta Gamma assists in that process, go for it.
But crap in the bed against Wazzou? I'll expect a little more serious self-reflection.