Long ago, when dragons that spit lasers roamed the lands, Steve Perry rode pterodactyls made of knives through righteous lightning storms, and Nebraska wasn’t a laughable football program, two brothers were immaculately conceived in an 81 Datsun in the shadow of Sanford Stadium with one destiny: to return football commentary to its old form; obsessive, cruel, full of errors, and substance abuse and dick jokes. And there's John who's a Miami fan, so we were surprised he could even spell.

Monday, October 16, 2006

WHEN IT RAINS......

First we lose Brandon Coutu, who probably hits that seal-the-game FG against Vanderbilt, but spilt milk and all that...now RB Brown is out for the season with a torn ACL. If there's one place there's depth, it's at RB, but still. This just is starting to feel like a sucker punch year.

At least we didn't stomp a mudhole in a nobody university and proceed to beat the living daylights out of them with our helmets, our crutches (!) and then stomp on them while they're down for no particular reason.

God, what a year. I'd really like to hear John's honest take on that brawl at some point, since he doesn't appear to be making picks anymore. How do you support a team that behaves like that? I'm not being mean, I seriously want to know.

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