Category Archives: College Football

Look like Nebraska should have stayed in the Big XII

Look at this map – the Big XII is practically the only conference not rife with dead zones. Look at all those happy green dots spread across Nebraska. (Though my hometown out in the west rates only a purple dot.) The SEC and Pac-12 – you’re screwed. The B1G is mostly screwed, too.

Well, I guess it will be on the Husks to keep the B1G going. With some help from Iowa, evidently.

WYO-NEB game day in pictures

Pregame hiking at Vedauwoo in the Medicine Bow National Forest

The group, sans my dad.

Lunch.

Approaching War Memorial Stadium, aka "The War," in Laramie.

Husker haters.

Pre game warmups. #4 there is Lavonte David, linebacker All-American and future millionaire.

Defensive line behemoths.

More Husker haters.

The mighty Husks run on the field.

Game time.

Happy Huskers.

I called 38-13. Close enough.

From the Laramie Wal-mart – Go Big Red!

UPDATE: Someone who works for Coca-Cola in Wyoming reports that this is a real picture.  Awesome.

Couple students told me I need to get rid of that Nebraska hat when I came in the building this morning.  I soldier on.  I will not be deterred!

This Saturday, Nebraska vs. Wyoming.  I’ll be there.

I don’t know if this picture is real, and I don’t care.  Supposedly taken at the Laramie Wal-Mart – GBR!

My prediction, since you asked: NEB 48 – WYO 13

More anti-Nebraska belligerence

Dropped the scionness off at preschool this morning before my morning run dressed, of course, in red Nebraska cap and red Nebraska sweatshirt.  The teacher said, “What’s all this Nebraska stuff?”

I told her it was so we’d have something to discuss about results next week.  I feel pretty satisfied with that.

I’ll continue to heroically make my way through this frothing sea of anti-Nebraska belligerence, doing my God-given duty to support the Big Red.

Speaking of, I hope this guy will be at game this weekend:

Pancho Villa approves this photo.

It’s Nebraska week and tensions are running high here in Wyoming

You know where to find me on Saturday.

This week, of course, marks the first – and likely very last – time the sweet Husks will travel to Laramie.  I’m going.  My little brothers are flying in from Washington state and New York, respectively, to go along, as is one spouse, our dad, and one friend.

Tensions are running high here in Wyoming.  This afternoon I was walking to work wearing, as always, my red Nebraska cap, when some old guy sprayed me (well, sent a couple drops in my direction) with his garden hose.

“Hey,” he said, “what are you doing with that hat on?”

I failed to come up with a properly pithy response.  Since I imagine that this will happen again in some form this week, if you’ve got a good response, please post in the comments so I can use it next time.

And this will be the view.

I’ll keep you updated on other assaults to my person, as well as my heroic slogging on in the Scarlet & Cream, as the week wears on.

Go Big Red.

 

It's Nebraska week and tensions are running high here in Wyoming

You know where to find me on Saturday.

This week, of course, marks the first – and likely very last – time the sweet Husks will travel to Laramie.  I’m going.  My little brothers are flying in from Washington state and New York, respectively, to go along, as is one spouse, our dad, and one friend.

Tensions are running high here in Wyoming.  This afternoon I was walking to work wearing, as always, my red Nebraska cap, when some old guy sprayed me (well, sent a couple drops in my direction) with his garden hose.

“Hey,” he said, “what are you doing with that hat on?”

I failed to come up with a properly pithy response.  Since I imagine that this will happen again in some form this week, if you’ve got a good response, please post in the comments so I can use it next time.

And this will be the view.

I’ll keep you updated on other assaults to my person, as well as my heroic slogging on in the Scarlet & Cream, as the week wears on.

Go Big Red.

 

Chris Ault is pure class and American commentators can be boring compared to this

Yes, college football is shot through with corruption, cheating, abuses, and sweet, sweet ill-gotten adrenaline.  But there are a few knights out there yet.  Like Nevada’s Chris Ault:

He lives in what state?

Ault’s current contract ends June 30, 2012. His new contract calls for a $25,000 annual salary increase, but Ault has indicated his decision to forgo the increase in the coming year and to voluntarily incur a 4.8 percent salary reduction on the portion of his salary funded through the State of Nevada’s budget allocation to the university.

With the voluntary adjustments, Ault’s salary for the fiscal year 2012 will be $435,119, of which $158,131 represents state funds.

“In light of our statewide troubled economy and the cuts many of our state workers are enduring, I felt it was important to share in the reductions,” Ault said.

Someone alert the ghost of Frank Capra.

Also, I think all prospective football commentators should have to go to the same school as the European guy in this clip: