I don't have much in the tank to write about the game. The whole thing is too painful. We did manage to leave our tailgate early enough to see the Senior Night festivities. I got my answer about whether UK Football means too much to me during the montage leading up to the introduction of the seniors. Yep, I started tearing up, and couldn't get the feeling to go away throughout the whole deal. So for ten minutes, I couldn't look at anyone else, especially my wife. This is insane, of course, because 1) I am a grown man; and 2) The players, who are the ones actually seeing their careers come to an end, weren't crying.
When the game ended, I wanted to cry again, but couldn't muster the emotional energy. At 5:20, I looked at my wife and said, "We are going to win". When Ashton Cobb forced the fumble and Randall ripped off a couple of runs from the Wildcat, I was starting to look like a prophet. Of course, it was not to be.
My points about the game have already been made by Matt Jones on KSR and nearly everyone else with an opinion. Why we didn't finish the last drive with Cobb behind center is beyond me. It was a lot like the fateful failed two point covers ion against USC. I don't understand Rich Brooks' explanation that we don't practice the Wildcat in the two minute offense. So what? It was 2nd and 7 on the 10 yardline coming out of a timeout with a minute and sixteen seconds left. We had another timeout. How many more plays could we have run in that situation regardless? 3, 4?
Like a lot of people, I felt an OT win was very unlikely. When we didn't get that ball in the end zone chances were we were not going to win.
My second point is another that has been made. We really had no business being in the game to begin with. Still, it was a chance that slipped away. And it slipped away for reasons I honestly don't understand.
More later about the SEC bowl picture, which is an absolute mess.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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I spent the last few minutes of regulation play sniffling. I have no idea if I was just cold, or actually crying. I think I know the answer, though...
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