Friday, October 11, 2013

Look who's coming to lunch...

What has been your favorite response to, "we are gonna make it a decade on Saturday"? I mean, don't you just hate this team and their fans so much? We understand the Cougar Complex, it is simple for us to understand that they don't have a lot to celebrate in the middle of nowhere so when there is any kind of success (like, a first down kind of success), then they freak out and bring the incoherent "in your f*****g face" comments. With the Ducks, there is just something about the way the team conducts its business and who their fans are that make you just want to pour gasoline all over your body and look for the first smoker wearing one of those Oakley sweatshirts Duck fans love so much. Phil Knight is like the dad of that rich kid you hated so much growing up. You know, the kid that got any and everything he wanted and his rich dad wasn't around very much so he made up for it by buying him the coolest crap. And then you finally meet the dad and he is the cockiest little punk you have ever met. That's what Phil Knight is like to this team, and this team is that stupid son that everyone loves until you get to know him. For instance, I have a lot of friends spread out across the country and they love the Ducks and their uniform crap and all that. But if you are in the Pac-12 or moved into the Northwest and started to get to know the Ducks and their fans, you know you hate them (enough of the metaphors and analogies for now). The reason this rivalry is so heated is because there seems to be such a difference in the type of people associated with either program. I am not saying that Husky fans are not without dumbasses, trust me, there are quite a few out there unfortunately. Whereas the Cougar fans are like that annoying little brother who you tolerate, Duck fans are like your wife's ex-husband; you just don't like anything about them. Everything they do just pisses you off and most of the time you can't even pinpoint why it pisses you off.


The worst part about all this is that these idiot Ducks are good. They are winning and they are winning by a lot. They used to just be annoying when they sucked, but now they have the Red Sox-esque bandwagon fans coupled with the fans who claim to have been fans forever who in reality are just finding out the University of Oregon has a football team. They are arrogant, fair weather and ignorant. I cannot stand being around Oregon fans. Tomorrow, they will flock to Husky Stadium and pretend that they are the home team by migrating in groups of 13. They will flap their wings and say the Ducks are the best team in the country and that it is inevitable they will win the national championship......over and over and over and over.

Here is what we can do to reverse all of that confidence and quack talking: win. Just Sarking win. No, it won't be easy, it won't be easy at all. This would be one of the biggest upsets in Husky history (not the biggest, but atleast top 20 upsets of all time) and a springboard to some really exciting stuff for the future of the program. The Husky Loyal Army watched the Stanford game and agonized knowing we could have walked out of there with a win. But we didn't, we have to get over it. We showed the nation something. So much so, we only lost one spot in the rankings, that's pretty cool. Now we just have to show up at home and welcome our friends from Eugene to lunch. And be nice enough to cook their favorite meal...

This game is going to be crazy. It is going to be crazy fast, the fans are gonna be pumped and there will be a lot on the line. We can't get down early, lose the turnover battle and keep up with the penalties. If we can avoid those three things, I think we have a shot. I predicted a win before the season started, and I still feel we can win a close one. I am 5 for 5 on my calls, let's make it 6!!!

By the way, my response to the first question at the beginning of this post was something along the lines of, "win a national championship and we'll start talking."

GO DAWGS!!!

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