Let's be honest with ourselves. The Pokemon Go craze is ridiculous. Not because I think the game is stupid, or because I find it absurd that grown-ass adults are chasing imaginary monsters on their phones. The truth is, if I actually downloaded the game and began playing it, I'd probably enjoy it, too.

What I find unbelievable is how ardent everyone is about chasing the imaginary monsters so they can capture them, "train" them, and then fight other imaginary monsters others have caught. I see people wandering the street at night or hanging out in the park in hopes of catching some damn Pokemon.

Some people have been hurt in their pursuit of Charmander, while others will be hurt in the future as they chase down Squirtle.

I have no doubt that somebody will lose their job over Pokemon Go soon enough, and it might even be Alabama's recruiting specialist/creative media assistant Randall Spain.

Spain decided to enter Nick Saban's office, presumably with him away from his desk and unaware, after learning that the most well-known Pokemon was hanging out inside.

Now see, here's the dilemma.

You want Pikachu. You want people to know you caught Pikachu. It's extra cool that Pikachu is hanging out in Saban's office. But you don't want Saban to have any reason to get mad at you for going into his office. So how do you let people know that you had this rare experience without getting fired?

He knew the risk.

Then there's this. You see a Pikachu on Saban's desk, and you definitely want to capture it ... but is it Saban's Pikachu? I mean, it's on his desk, and he's Nick Saban. I would think that, even if Pikachu is free in theory, once he's in Saban's office, he is now Saban's Pikachu. It doesn't matter if you see him on your phone.

So, for his sake, I hope Spain at least left Pikachu there. That's just not a risk worth taking. There are plenty of Pikachu in the sea, and now that I've said that, I'm sure there will be deep-sea diving expeditions in search of rare Pokemon.