September 15, 2007

What's eating my Saturday

Cheering interests in bold.

    Mississippi State at Auburn [Mississippi State, 19-14]
    Iowa at Iowa State [Iowa State, 15-13]
    Tennessee at Florida [Florida, 59-20]
    *Notre Dame at Michigan [Michigan, 38-0]
    Ohio State at Washington [Ohio State, 33-14]
    Texas at Central Florida [Texas, 35-32]
    **Florida International at Miami [Miami, 23-9]
    Louisiana Tech at Cal [Cal, 42-12]
    Arkansas at Alabama [Alabama, 41-38]
    Fresno State at Oregon [Oregon, 52-21]
    ***Louisville at Kentucky [Kentucky, 40-34]
    USC at Nebraska [USC, 49-31]
    Florida State at Colorado [Florida State, 16-6]
*Rooting for a 2-0 Michigan final score, but really for both teams to die in a hail of locusts.
**Rooting for a Miami win for Janie but 6 TDs for Ned
***Rooting for a 180-point game, which is totally possible

Posted by Nastinchka at September 15, 2007 12:28 PM

Comments

Whatever else happens, I need to take personal responsibility for the Ainge-Foster handoff fumble. As the ball was snapped, I told TGC, "If Bad Erik shows his face, it's now". What we saw was not Bad Erik, not by a longshot, but I set the juju in motion and I should fucking know better.

Posted by: Holly at September 15, 2007 03:15 PM

I'm not getting out of bed for about three days.

Posted by: Stella at September 15, 2007 04:12 PM

Well, we have our theme for the year. It's Cal all over again--we thought it'd be closer.

I don't know anyone who actually thought we'd actually win, but this? Was unexpected. And ouchie. And...yeah, should not have watched this game sober.

Posted by: Holly at September 15, 2007 04:14 PM

Time for the Boobs!!!! Thank you for a great game.

Posted by: Invest a Gator at September 15, 2007 05:01 PM

You watched the game sober? How? I'd have thought Brandon James breaking the first score would have inspired the bottle popping early. Nothing's more conducive to chugging than your team giving up a big special teams play.

I'd better go open the whiskey -- the way the Trojan defense just let Sam Keller and Co. through is disturbing.

Posted by: Signal to Noise at September 15, 2007 06:05 PM

The thing you have to understand about Tennessee is that we have never--NEVER--had any kind of a threat on either side of special teams who doesn't kick the ball. Something like this happens, we just tend to throw up our hands and pour another shot. This is nothing new. You kinda get numb to it after a while, which is nice.

As far as sober, be assured that I am hurtling rapidly in the opposite direction.

Posted by: Holly at September 15, 2007 06:09 PM

OK, that makes sense.

I really, really don't want to lose to Nebraska tonight. Not only because of title hopes, but because I lost a lot of good brain cells yelling at Osborne when he would come in and beat Colorado regularly. (Here's hoping the Buffs bring it to that old coot Bowden.)

It doesn't help that USC has a tendency to wait until the second half to turn on the O sometimes.

Posted by: Signal to Noise at September 15, 2007 06:32 PM

Vern and the other guy kept saying it was EA's southpaw handoff, but Foster should have had that ball. He's a fullback...teach him to block and never give him the ball again. There's 3 RB's on that team that are better than him.

Posted by: Alex at September 15, 2007 06:34 PM

Word, Alex. Word. That one was ALL Arian. I'm thinking of calling off our engagement. And of sending a fuck lion to attack him.

Posted by: j at September 15, 2007 06:44 PM

*nods*

sprint/nextel bitch!

Posted by: Alex at September 15, 2007 06:55 PM

If it's any consolation, I missed the Brandon James punt return because my local CBS affiliate (based out of Dothan, Alabama) stuck with the Lincoln Financial telecast of the Mississippi State win over Auburn. I got to watch the two stalled Florida drives in the first half and get super nervous.

So there's always that.

Posted by: Grimey at September 15, 2007 08:29 PM

you deserve your fate, woman. if for no other reason than doubting the power of THE SABAN.

Posted by: kleph at September 15, 2007 10:06 PM

Now, you have to give me credit: I have paid Alabama many a compliment this summer, but to expect me to pull for them against a delightful critter like Humanity Advanced is laughable.

Also, the end of that game was terrifying and proves Saban's proximity to the Hellmouth. Who the fuck kicks a field goal when they're down by seven with four minutes to play...unless he already knows the outcome??

Posted by: Holly at September 15, 2007 10:09 PM

Could someone please send a fuck lion to attack me?
kthxbai

Posted by: jeebsy at September 15, 2007 11:26 PM

Damnation -- how could you let the Gators beat you like THAT? I wanted Cal to be the marquee beatdown, but noooo...

Ah well. This is why we drink. Heavily.

-Colin

Posted by: Whohah at September 16, 2007 12:36 AM

There's nothing like actually being in Alabama for a game like that one.

(translation: get me out of here, and fuck you Arkansas)

Posted by: The Great Barstoolio at September 16, 2007 06:33 AM

The many phantom pass interference calls must be easy to pay for with 4 million a year.

Posted by: Alex at September 16, 2007 07:42 AM

whistles insouciantly.

Posted by: kleph at September 16, 2007 02:11 PM
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