In the wake of the warped priorities and cultural degeneracy we have endured from assorted cretins at Penn State this week, university officials shouldn't be done with the mere dismissal of Joe Paterno.

They need to cancel Saturday's game with Nebraska.

Forfeit.

On Senior Day.

For a day of remembrance and prayer.

A day to grasp the depths to which Penn State's name has sunk, to grasp that even as the sexual abuse of children happened in the Penn State football facility, there's more outrage over the football coach's firing.

Because only then would the sounds of silence in the stadium match the years of silence that protected a sexual predator.

And despite the protests of Wednesday night's Million Moron March around State College - and the other returning Jeopardy champions who are blaming the media - let's remember that the only outrage should be reserved for the children.

The children.

The victims.

Whose innocence was taken from them.

While one adult participated.

And others watched.

And so many others were complicit.

That's the outrage here.

Not for some mumbling old fraud who proved to be more interested in protecting his name than exposing a sexual abuser of children.

And don't you dare - no, really, don't you dare - try to form an opinion on this without reading the grand jury testimony. All of it. All 23 pages. Especially Page 6, Victim 2.

If you can get through Page 6, Victim 2 and not get nauseous, or on the verge of tears, you have no soul. All of us who have children - innocent children - can't help to think how we'd cope if our own kids were subjected to levels of inhumanity that offend every iota of society, except for some football fans perversely loyal to an insular hamlet in central Pennsylvania.

Once again: Read the testimony.

And then report back if you honestly give a continental damn about Joe Paterno or Saturday's football game.

There should be no game.

I am not the first to suggest this.

Frankly, I wish more would do so.

I know the players on the 2011 team have nothing to do with Jerry Sandusky's hobby. It's irrelevant. Here's why: Feigning such deep concern for the current players is an act. A cop out. Nobody cares about the players nearly as much as having their Saturday plans ruined or their Rose Bowl trip postponed. Period.

Are we going to equate the outcome of a football season with children who were sexually assaulted?

Read that again: Children were sexually assaulted in the Penn State football facility.

If there's no game Saturday, maybe the players on the 2011 team can take the time to rethink whether they want to spend one more second on a campus whose most powerful man turned out to be more egomaniacal than responsible.

And whether they want to associate themselves with classmates who have turned Penn State's benign neglect of a sexual deviant into a referendum about the job status of the football coach.

Let me also suggest that the dullards who have chosen to blame the media here should crawl back into their caves. The media, while surely full of twits, apologists and saps, did not make Jerry Sandusky perform unspeakable acts on children. This is about 23 pages of agony and years and years of cowardly silence.

Someone should notify the residents of State College that life exists beyond its borders. The rest of the country, save perhaps the ones who don't associate Joe Paterno with Jesus Christ, see this story for what it is: The most disgraceful episode in the history of college sports. And to see a group of college students rallying for an 84-year-old coward before they bother worrying about the victims of sexual assault makes Penn State more detestable than words can describe.

I don't care if the logistics of canceling Saturday's game are impossible, impractical and idealistic. It appears the only way to reach those people is through football. I mean, it was Jay Paterno, Joe's son, who tweeted Wednesday that practice was going really swell this week.

Like father, like son.

I pray for the victims and their families.

And for Penn State?

You disgust me.

This is the opinion of Day sports columnist Mike DiMauro.