The Long March to the Front Lines - 10/6/07
But what I have noticed since the end of last season is a development of something special. Gone are the days where Husker fan got all fired up over Florida State. Gone are the days where you called into ESPN Radio or the Jim Rome show...spouting off about all you and your fans have to offer. Nope, these days...after several seasons of turmoil and unrealistic expectations, the "order" has been restored to this: your public enemy #1 is me.
I'm not talking me as in blog guy. I'm talking as me the Missouri fan.
Some of you longer-term readers may know this, but I don't write here to be a cheerleader. I don't spout off about how great my team is. I don't give you the rundown on the depth chart. I don't break down recruiting classes. I'm WELL aware of my team's shortcomings, just as I'm aware that I had no choice to root for this team. I was born there. I lived there. I went to school there. I'll die there.
But what has changed...at least for the time being is the spark of hatred that I like to think has emanated from this space over the past two years. For you see, Florida State isn't your enemy any more. Bowl games with Miami are no longer your goal. The one thing standing in the way of you sitting back down on your throne (in your own mind), is a team in black and gold with a history of ineptness, led by a coach with a history of underachievement. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I try not to get into this "me vs. you" stuff...but the landscape of the Big 12 has dictated it to be this way.
I talked last year about the nuclear armegeddon that would have resulted from a Missouri win in Lincoln. Like Khrushchev before him, Gary Pinkel decided to stand down, and you were left to go on your marry way with an ear of corn in your pocket and a sigh of relief. However, this coming season...there is no cushy home game in December with a brand new QB on the other side of the field to deal with. This season is a road trip to a place of many recent horrors. This season, your DB's will be faced with a pair of 6'7" tight ends. This season your gnome-like DB's have to face not only a hostile crowd thirsty for blood, but also five of the best young wideouts in the league in Maclin, Saunders, Franklin, Perry and Alexander. Nebraska counters with JC Keller, Marlon Lucky and whatever other mediocre player you guys start propping up as a Heisman candidate.
The point is, everything is looking already as if this will be yet another crack at armegeddon. Nebraska will travel to Columbia with two losses, and a third one to the Tigers would put them at 3-3 on October 7th. (Unless you lose to Nevada.) I don't have to tell you what happens around here to Clownahan, Steve-O and JC if you are sitting at 3-3, two games down on your biggest threat in the north. Whatever happens, I can guarantee you two things: 1) I will be highly intoxicated and taking my wrath out on every single jackass in Red I can find prior to the game and 2) You'll be sweating Paris Hilton in church the week prior..if anything knowing you'll have to deal with me when it's all over.
For now however, we still have 6 months of baseball, NFL draft, soccer, Iraq and anything else we can find to talk about. Keep in mind for the next 164 days that the street fight is coming. It will be ugly. It will be messy. It will entertaining to say the least.
Viva la Football and may the the best team win.