I don't bother much with the Patriots anymore, though I used to be a faithful fan for many years. I vividly remember Coach Rod Rust walking off the field arm in arm with behemoth offensive tackle Brian Halloway after the conclusion of an inept 2-14 season.
But college football's where it's at.
Saturday I watched Nebraska host Iowa State, a team that hadn't won in Lincoln since 1977. Well, with the help of eight Cornhusker turnovers, including a hard-to-believe five in the red zone, the decided underdogs were victorious.
Well, the Cyclones celebrated. I saw on TV the head coach, Paul Rhoads, get to his knee, overcome with gratitude and emotion. Then he repeatedly chest thumbed like Howard Dean on speed pills in front of the Iowa State fan contingent.
Then this.
But college football's where it's at.
Saturday I watched Nebraska host Iowa State, a team that hadn't won in Lincoln since 1977. Well, with the help of eight Cornhusker turnovers, including a hard-to-believe five in the red zone, the decided underdogs were victorious.
Well, the Cyclones celebrated. I saw on TV the head coach, Paul Rhoads, get to his knee, overcome with gratitude and emotion. Then he repeatedly chest thumbed like Howard Dean on speed pills in front of the Iowa State fan contingent.
Then this.
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