I have a good friend who will never give up his season tickets. They’re about 20 rows down from the press box and right on the 50-yard line... that’s just high enough to see a play develop, and low enough to hear the “pop” of a good hit.
Oh... one other thing about the seats, we can get as rowdy as we want. Tell that to the press box boys who have to whisper instead of giving it the old “rise-and-shout.”
The BYU defensive players started with VIM. I loved the way they sprinted out on the field. Just one play in, Cougar defensive back, Bryan Logan intercepted Omar Clayton on the UNLV 41 yard line. Then, the offense stalled with a false-start and two incomplete passes.
To be honest, Heaps looked timid. I turned to my buddy and said, “they need to give him more opportunities to build his confidence.”
Well! That they did. Heaps and company went on a tear for three solid quarters. Mendenhall finally relieved his opponents at 55-0 by subbing in the second and third string for the last quarter of play.
At one point, the stadium was like a tomb. It was the quietest game I have ever attended. Even the Cougarettes had difficulty riling up the fans and that’s saying something for the eight-time NDA champions.
Truly, it was an enjoyable afternoon. What’s more, our friends up north absolutely imploded. They played about as flat-footed and emotionless as they could. The difference between the two teams was eerie.
I thought perchance, that the “Black-Out” had teleported Rice-Eccles and the entire team to Santa Maria, California. And, that one would find giant bean pods in the locker room instead of players.
Well, lets hope that the’ve been replaced by pod-players and that they don’t decide to seek their revenge on our up-and-coming team.
If we play our cards right... Oh! and the bean pods remain in the Yewt locker room, we could see a 7-5 season. I’m not holding my breath, but one can hope can’t he?
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...prayers to Austin Collie and his family. Someone really must do something about helmet-to-helmet hits.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
CAN SDSU FANS UNPICK THEIR BUNCHED UNDIES?
Pandemic fans and supporters of SDSU college football throw the refs, MWC, and league officials under the bus over a missed fumble.
After their loss to BYU, some SDSU fans displayed the worst form I’ve seen when they threw the MWC, BYU, and the LDS church under the bus.
I can’t help but think about the sad state of our fandom when we pull antics like this.
Granted, it’s this level of passion that makes college football so fun. To be honest, I get as rowdy as the next guy... when I’m in the privacy of my own home.
My spouse hates the game, but she sticks around just to watch us rant at the refs, players, and coaches - as if they can hear us through the T.V. screen.
Our display is like watching bull apes compete during the height of mating season. Testosterone fills the room and we virtually stomp around and beat our chests.
In the words of Maurice Sendak, “We roar our terrible roars and gnash our terrible teeth” for the better part of a Saturday afternoon.
I took the time to review the game after the stink some SDSU fans and a certain radio host made about the game.
It became obvious that some of the calls were very interesting; however, none of them merit the suspension of officials or staff for cheating.
For example, the out-of-bounds catch made by Dominique Sandifer on the BYU 1.
Recall that SDSU was 3rd-and-G (on the BYU 9) when he made that amazing catch. His feet were even in bounds. Wow! What a play.
Unfortunately his shoulder slid out of bounds as he reached out
to catch the ball. The refs called this a complete pass, setting up a 3rd quarter, Ryan Lindley - Gavin Escobar, TD pass that put SDSU within 3.
Then, there was the ominous, 4th quarter, JJ Di Luigi, fumble. I watched it probably 20 times...
Yup! He fumbled it, but only after two SDSU defensive backs helped him do it by grabbing his face mask.
Oh! By the way, BYU scored shortly thereafter.
My vote is that both the SDSU and BYU drives get reversed. The game ends at 17-14, we all cowboy up and stop whining about it.
Anybody game for a group hug? Where’s the marshmallows and chocolate bars?
After their loss to BYU, some SDSU fans displayed the worst form I’ve seen when they threw the MWC, BYU, and the LDS church under the bus.
I can’t help but think about the sad state of our fandom when we pull antics like this.
Granted, it’s this level of passion that makes college football so fun. To be honest, I get as rowdy as the next guy... when I’m in the privacy of my own home.
My spouse hates the game, but she sticks around just to watch us rant at the refs, players, and coaches - as if they can hear us through the T.V. screen.
Our display is like watching bull apes compete during the height of mating season. Testosterone fills the room and we virtually stomp around and beat our chests.
In the words of Maurice Sendak, “We roar our terrible roars and gnash our terrible teeth” for the better part of a Saturday afternoon.
I took the time to review the game after the stink some SDSU fans and a certain radio host made about the game.
It became obvious that some of the calls were very interesting; however, none of them merit the suspension of officials or staff for cheating.
For example, the out-of-bounds catch made by Dominique Sandifer on the BYU 1.
Recall that SDSU was 3rd-and-G (on the BYU 9) when he made that amazing catch. His feet were even in bounds. Wow! What a play.
Unfortunately his shoulder slid out of bounds as he reached out
to catch the ball. The refs called this a complete pass, setting up a 3rd quarter, Ryan Lindley - Gavin Escobar, TD pass that put SDSU within 3.
Then, there was the ominous, 4th quarter, JJ Di Luigi, fumble. I watched it probably 20 times...
Yup! He fumbled it, but only after two SDSU defensive backs helped him do it by grabbing his face mask.
Oh! By the way, BYU scored shortly thereafter.
My vote is that both the SDSU and BYU drives get reversed. The game ends at 17-14, we all cowboy up and stop whining about it.
Anybody game for a group hug? Where’s the marshmallows and chocolate bars?
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