UCF fans will be jacked about hosting College GameDay on Saturday, much like James Madison fans were last year.

It’s adorable.

I mean, where better to tell a Cinderella story than 30 miles east of Disney World?

Not to rain on the Knights’ parade, but here are 10 signs I really want to see Saturday during GameDay.

“We do not want Bama. We want Auburn”

That was the win that legitimized UCF, right? Better to stick with a sure thing. Besides, avoiding Alabama means UCF will always and forever be able to claim dominance in the rivalry, thanks to that 2-point victory in 2000, their only meeting.

“National Champs > American Champs”

Dear Danny White (and Danny Kanell): There’s a difference. A substantial one. Even better if the first “A” in National is in Alabama’s script.

“Can’t spell Fraudulence without UCF”

We see you in the back row, Head Ball Coach. Great word. What’s that worth in Scrabble?

“Lee Corso lives here. And it took him 3 hours to drive here”

I-4 traffic in Orlando. It’s the national champions of road woes. Or, at the very least, in the Playoff discussion.

“Honestly, we really didn’t want to go to UF”

McKenzie Milton might be holding this one.

“2018. 2019. 2020. 2021 National Champions”

I mean, why not?

“UCF’s Game Notes Are National Champions”

“A win would …

“Be better than a loss.”

Pure comedy gold.

P.S. I didn’t see the game notes during the 0-12 2015 campaign, but I’m thinking they probably started like this:

“A win would …

“Be nice.”

“Playoff!? Playoff?! Are you kidding me?”

Seriously, Jim Mora should be the guest picker Saturday. No, he has no ties to UCF, but details and facts never matter to the Knights.

“Danny Kanell runs UCF Twitter”

It’s pretty difficult to dispute, no? The Knights have no bigger fan.

(In fairness and a rare moment of seriousness in this piece, Kanell is right about expanding. And I’ve said for 4 years that the best Group of 5 should be guaranteed one of the 8 spots. Now … where were we? Oh yes …)

“We won a national title and only got to go to Legoland”

Sorry, boys. Only real champs get invited to Disney World. There’s always next year.