I hadn’t been this excited about a football game that I wasn’t attending since the ’93 Florida State game. My feelings before the game were that we had a chance to win if we didn’t turn the ball over and contained Bush somewhat. We did neither of these things and still had a chance to win it.
The Good:
The Bad:
The Ugly:
There are no moral victories, but a fan has to be happy with how our team played. There’s a reason USC has won 28 (and counting) in a row, and to take them within one play (take your pick of three) tells us something about how far we’ve come. To paraphrase the message saved on our answering machine for the past 10 months, the chickens are home, and boy are they roosting.
In other news, there’s a reason his name is Ayoob and not Booya.