God, football is so great.
Saw a great college game tonight, #1 OU Sooners v. the up-and-coming Tigers of the University of Missouri. Ranked #11 coming into the game, undefeated in 2010, and playing at home, MU manages to pull out the big game and, concurrently, the rug from under incipient Sooner-Land dreams of a national championship run this year.
(My pet cat is a tiger, by the way. A miniature, housecat-sized tiger; so, small for a tiger. But straight tiger, seriously. Like, elephant-mauling, on a regular basis. She eats Indian villagers for breakfast, lunch, and sometimes dinner.)
I mean, so I had no real allegiance tonight. Brett's from Columbia, MO; I was watching the game with him, so of course I was like, Yeah Tigers! Woo! But my dad was born an Okie, he's crimson and cream, so I feel his pain when the 'ol Sooners stumble. But, dad, in true hat-tipping style, I'll say this: you have to grant that OU has one of the proudest, strongest, longest-standing traditions of excellence in the history of college football. They have been #1 before, and they will be #1 again.
But Mizzou, long-suffering Mizzou. They played a bona-fide game tonight: created (and capitalized) on opportunities, corrected mistakes, and believed that they could win the game. Importantly: not that they "would" win, that they were destined to, but that if they worked hard and got some breaks, fate could smile on them.
And: what, then, of my Broncos? I'm about to go to bed, wake up, and find a rabbit's foot to rub. It's the Raiders tomorrow, the schizo Raiders, and they always manage to eff things up for us. It's, it's...it's about this belief thing: the Broncos should put the Raiders down tomorrow, like a dying dog. It should be a shotgun to the head, quick and merciful. The Raiders are a mess, really, but the Broncos are poised on the doorstep. Time to step on through, right?...We'll see...
Sigh. Football.....(!)
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