I’ve taken a little hiatus lately, apparently to concentrate on listening over and over to the new Springsteen and becoming an avid Green Lantern Corps fan.* There are a half-dozen little Polaroids just jostling about at Gorjus Manor, trying to get posted, but apparently somebody has to scan them first, but that’s the robot’s job, and XJ-9 was last seen in a ‘72 Chevelle heading for Tuscaloosa.
There, at least from what I understand, he is drinking away his sorrow. He keeps reminding me that we only lost to FSU by a touchdown—which is true—and that we only dropped to Georgia (hated, loathsome Georgia) by 4 in overtime. Conversely, I prod him to admit that we barely edged Arkansas with eight seconds to go and that Simeon Castille deserves our tribute and supplication for his last-second interception to finally derail the maddening, perhaps brilliant Houston offense.
“Is LSU for reals?” is a question often bandied about. Yes, they struggled in bits against Mississippi State, South Carolina, and Tulane. But this—the amazing Jacob Hester—is for real. This is simply Bo Jackson-level guts.
I will be in Oxford this weekend, true believers. Yea, verily: in the Grove. Pray for me, friends. And for the Crimson Tide!!
*True Comics Story: Lula asked me what comics I bought, which is certainly not that odd of a thing to ask—perhaps akin to saying “What television shows do you enjoy?” I quickly responded by saying, “Well, you know, I’m really in Green Lantern right now, so I buy that, and I buy Green Lantern Corps, and I picked up the ‘Sinestro War’ crossover stuff, and I buy Justice League and Justice Society, and I still get Jonah Hex, but I think I’m dropping it and Midnighter . . . .”
Yeah, I think I lost her at Green Lantern Corps, and as her eyes politely glazed over I realized I sounded like one of those adults on Peanuts cartoons.
LSU is for reals, but they’re a long way from dominant. With the exception maybe of the Virginia Tech match-up, they’ve yet to play a complete ballgame—they snoozed through the first quarter against SC and the first half against Tulane, and Florida outplayed them for most of the night Saturday. Were it not for Les Miles—whose pants must be specially made to hold his giant, giant balls—having faith that his team in general, and Hester in particular, would show up on every fourth down, it would have been a sad night in BR.
I dunno, though. Ashes, is that how it looked from the stands?
Watching at home, Contessa and I first laughed and then cried about how CBS’s non-Lundquist announcer clearly had a giant-sized man-crush on Tim Tebow. Get a room, dude. Even when LSU did something good, it was described as “looking like something Tim Tebow would have done.” The guy’s an exciting player, I get it, but come on.
Prof, you couldn’t be more right about that CBS announcer. He had a Tebow-ner for sure.
Um, sorry. I hoped you didn’t notice … at least my eyes”politely” glazed over. As an upshot, I did learn a lot about your beloved Springsteen this weekend!
Well, at the risk of sounding like I’m a victim of my own man crush, we got out-played by Tim Tebow alone in the first half (speaking of, someone texted me Tebow’s cell phone number before the game on Saturday, should I pass it on to this CBS announcer?). Considering the multi-threat that dude is, defensively I thought we did about as much as we could against him. We definitely could have fought a better first half on offense, seeing as it was our best counter to Tebow: both our play calling and execution were a bit wishy-washy in places.
I think I suffered 5 coronaries at that game, one for each 4th down attempt. I still would have gone for the FG on 4th and goal on the two, even knowing how it turned out. But then I again I don’t get payed the big bucks and therefore cannot afford specially made pants.
On another note, looks like we’re getting some fake fall in a few days. About time to give your fireplace its perennial whiskey christening, Fury.
Yeah! I got poor ol’ Tebow’s number texted to me, too. I figured that it was probably long cut off by the time Alabama fans in Jackson, Miss. were getting it.
And Dotty . . . “Tebow-ner”? Hilarious.
Here in Lexington, folks are already saying “upset.” Even after last week vs. Carolina. Pleeeeeeeeeeze. Looking forward to gettin’ football-drunk and talking trash.
(And go get the new Iron and Wine, and the new Band of Horses records. They are indeed most excellent.)
yes kids, LSU is for real
Ms. D sent me a link today that verified that ol’ Tebow’s number was for real, too!
Take it from a Georgia fan who was there Sat night. The only way to beat UF is to be just as physical as they are. LSU saw UF’s Tim Tebow and raised them their own tough whitey, Jakob Hester.
LSU is exceptionally good at hitting Florida in the mouth every play. At Georgia, we’ve decided, for the last decade and a half, to finesse them. Yeah, and you see how that’s worked out for us.
The fact that LSU knows that is how they have to beat some teams says volumes about the team’s chances. But I also agree with Prof Fury, LSU better start playing all 4 qtrs or they will trip up. This is, after all, the SEC.