Monthly Archives: October 2014

Preview: Nebraska at Northwestern

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I don’t even want to talk about football. Last weekend was one of the most care-free and stressless weekends I’ve ever had. It was just so EASY. I was so drunk the whole time. Like ALL weekend. You know what makes me care and makes me stress? Football. Nebraska Cornhusker Football.

I don’t want to talk about the game. Like, I do. But I don’t. Because I just get my hopes up and one of two things happens. I’ll either A) just inflate my ego about being correct, or B) drink myself broke (but jolly) because I was wrong.

And even more, I don’t want to talk about last year. It was one of the more memorable moments from last season, if not the most. I don’t want to talk about it, because it scares me. We let ourselves get in to a hole and had to claw our way back with Big Hefty at quarterback and Little Mustache on the receiving end.

I don’t want to talk about it because of all the failures that needed to happen in order for us to get to that point. Like, we legit had to blow it. I don’t want to talk about it because I don’t want to jinx us.

Yet, here I am, fucking talking about it.

So here we are, coming off a loss again, going into whatever the fuck stadium Northwestern and Trevor Siemian play in and we have to worry about his dumb “arm” because he’s not “mobile.”

We are “rejuvenated” after our “bye week” and our one-time “Heisman” hopeful candidate “Ameer Abdullah” has more “fire” underneath him after gaining only “47” rushing yards. The “Blackshirts” are looking “good” and have really “tightened” themselves up.

“Bo” has said the “loss” is in the “past” and the “Huskers” are moving forward. “Tommy” was hopefully working on his “fundamentals” and has learned to scan through his “progressions.”

Oh, fuck it all. I thought putting quotes around it meant I wasn’t talking about it. But here I am, still typing the words and rambling and…lets just see how it works out.

Look at dogs instead.

The Dog Days of Nebraska

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So we have jack shit going on this week, but I have the time and the energy, so here comes the post no one knew they needed. Bye weeks are always a bit of a bore, but it seems it’s much needed after Nebraska’s loss last week. Here we go…

Presenting: Our Favorite Huskers As Dogs

Tunnel Walk

Almost as cute at the real thing.

Bo Pelini

Bo, and whoever done fucked up.

Soft Bo. Warm Bo. Happy Bo.

John Papuchis

“I got this, I got this”

The Blackshirts

“You’re going nowhere.”

Randy Gregory

SACKED

Jake Cotton

Wobble Wobble Wobble

Mark Pelini

Hut hut…………………………..hike.

Terrell Newby

Such an eager n00b!

Tommy Armstrong

Full of deception. Fumblerooski works every time. Look at that lane he opened up.

DeMornay Pierson-El

Weavin’ and weavin’.

Imani Cross

Pure, muscular terror.

Jordan Westerkamp

What. An. Athlete.

Ameer Abdullah

“Outta my way bitches. I have an endzone to catch.”

“You too.”

Last but not least… Kenny Bell

Kenny Bell is the king of cool.

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Recap: Nebraska at Michigan State

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I’m not giving up. I’m not ready to yet. I’ve given too much of my heart to this team to walk away, turn my back, or blow them off. One loss does not a season make.

It’s true that Nebraska has a tendency to stumble when the national spotlight shines right on them. However, Saturday’s game will go down in history because not only did the Huskers stumble, it was the time that Jake Cotton took Ke$ha a little too seriously.

I really thought these kinds of things weren’t going to happen any more.

But it could be worse… and it has yet to be disputed.

Alas, Cotton’s tumble was only the beginning of our O-line’s woes.

Nebraska’s offensive line was about as effective as a 40-year old condom – just letting every damn thing through.

Sigh. It’s almost like we were playing a real team.

Nebraska did not deserve to win that game, at least for the first three quarters. The team wasted golden opportunities; Tommy looked terrified in the pocket and didn’t look through his progressions, like, ever; Ameer couldn’t get himself any holes. It was nothing short of a clusterfuck. A Huskerfuck? Whatever you call it, it was bad.

A tiny glimmer? For how often our defense had to be out there, we did well enough to keep the Huskers in the game. For a usually high-powered offense like Big Red’s, 27 points should have been nothing to overcome. But we couldn’t, and if it weren’t for the Blackshirts, we wouldn’t have been set up for a potentially thrilling comeback.

We showed something in the 4th quarter. We showed the heart that we hear about. No one gave up, and no one gave in. The D shored up. Tommy calmed down. Two drives resulted in a touchdown. DeMornay Pierson-El kept up his one-man punt-return show, and came through when it was needed most.

For a team that looked dead for three quarters, we were ALIVE. We were thriving. Sure we needed some luck. But what’s that they say about luck? Sometimes it’s pretty fucking stupid except when it goes your way and then it’s totally radical.

Something like that…

Sometimes it’s better to be lucky than good. Sometimes it’s better to be lucky and good. Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity. Yadda Yadda blah blah blah.

We weren’t prepared. Not the way we should have been, and certainly not early on. But we got our ducks in a row, our shit together, and we scared MSU, as we should. We were off kilter for 75 percent of a game, with people falling over, and Mark Pelini snapping the ball at will. But for 25% of the game – ONE. FUCKING. QUARTER. – we were on point. It took only one quarter to make it a game. We made it something worthwhile. Maybe MSU is all its are cracked up to be. Maybe we were caught off guard for a bit. One thing is for certain: Nebraska isn’t going to roll over and die. Because god damn, we can keep up with, and surpass this team in the B1G championship when we are firing on all cylinders for four quarters, and of that, I am convinced. If we had gotten just 5 more minutes of productivity in any of the 3 previous quarters, the scoreboard may have told a completely different story.

I still believe, because we’ve got guys like this:

(Side note: Ameer still leads the nation in rushing after only putting up 45 yards on Saturday. So lets all just remember which dog is still top dog, you fucking asshats that have questioned his ability. I’M LOOKING AT YOU EVERY ANALYST EVER.)

Any team that can bounce back, scare the day’s lunch out of your dumb Spartan butthole, and do it without one of its top receivers for half the game?

That’s a team I believe in.

Preview: Nebraska at Michigan State

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Spartan (noun): a native or inhabitant of ancient Sparta

Spartan (adjective): marked by simplicity, frugality, or avoidance of luxury and comfort

Spartan (Urban Dictionary): A sexual position where the woman is riding a man during intercourse, and right before the man has an orgasm he yells “This is Spartaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!” and kicks the woman off the bed.

Oh how the definition has changed over the years… Only a Michigan State student would kick a girl out of bed before he has the chance to get his. However, if they all look like this, I don’t know that I can blame a guy.

That’s one hell of an O-face.

These are the people we are supposed to square off with on Saturday, which means you’d think we would have an incredible chance at kicking some ass. But apparently, the Spartans have been on the up and up in the last few years – something the Cornhuskers found out all to well last year.

Of course, we had 5 turnovers, so that benefitted the Spartans last year. No, I’m not talking about Ron Kellogg’s pre-game snack, I’m talking about giving the ball away. Which we are only going to do once this year! ONE TURNOVER. Mark my words.

That’s me trying to be realistic, but if I keep my head in the clouds, it’s none. NONE I TELL YOU!

There’s no denying MSU a good team. But good teams eat shit and die all the time. I’m looking at you Oregon.

Not even your 7th uniform in five games can save you from that fumble, Mr. Mariota.

If Oregon can stumble to an unranked Arizona team, who is to say that MSU won’t also shit the bed? I mean, they lost last year to a quite shit Notre Dame team. Nebraska isn’t quite shit. We’re barely shit. We only had one bad game! It was an early stumble in our quest for an undefeated season. We’re better now. We’re amazing!

Ameer will take us there, obviously. No team has run over the Spartans as well as the Huskers have over the last three years, and we are running better than ever right now. Third in the nation! We’re running like criminals. And our 6th highest average points per game isn’t too shabby either. We’re scoring like Johnny Manziel on spring break!

There’s no such thing as Sparta this week. There’s just a sad, wet fart.

That’s all the MSU fans after Saturday.

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