Wow!
Did you watch that game last night? As a UCLA Bruin alum and the daughter of a Fightin Irish alum, there has to be a collosally good reason for me to root for USC in any endeavor. To me, the chance to have a run at that Oklahoma record of 47 straight wins, the hope for a three-peat, the attention that comes to Los Angeles if the USC football machine rolls on were those reasons.
So last night, I started out with passion for the SC team and their run at history.
And then Vince Young showed up.
My God! Of what mettle is that man made?
He made a ten yard dash look like a single step, on a Sunday morning, while walking the dog. Sure he throws funny, but does that matter? Is it maybe, just maybe, why he gets these passes off even when he's got two mack truck sized guys hugging him around the knees and he simply "sends one up" and it connects without a bobble?
And where was Reggie Bush? Certainly he made the bizarr-o error of lateraling the ball after running the most impressive sprint through the thorny Texas defense, and yes, he did literally fly into the endzone like Neo in the Matrix with his one TD, but otherwise, Texas just shut him down.
And that, to me, was the difference in this game. Everyone can bad mouth Pete Carroll's coaching (I admit to scratching my head over his choices at 4th downs, especially), and others can fault the crazy officials who seemed not to see half the game, but to me, what this game came down to was a battle between the defense lines. Who would be shut down? Vince or Reggie?
And you know what? Texas beat SC. They beat 'em. They stopped Reggie from electrifying the field. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Vince Young kept serving up his best BBQ and no one could make him stop.
So hats off to Texas.
Great game!
And now, time to reorganize the football snackage for Saturday when the Bengals show us who dey really are.
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