"Just win, baby." Was the mantra famously mouthed by Al Davis, the evil genius of the Oakland Raider heyday. And it seems appropriately applied to our Ducks, who manage to pull out wins in too many games where we're challenged to pick between the joy of escape and kicking the nearest dog.
We just can't rely on the menu when we're served something else, even though we gratefully pay the bill.
Re reading the game threads is an exercise in bi-polar torment resolved by emergency medication. "I dunno" is the answer to the question of how we win. Just writing this is my way of expiating the angst of another weekend of Duck survival. If True Grit defines us, we're John Wayne, eye patched with the imperfection of succeeding in spite of ourselves.
Consider that we're 7-1 in spite of the anger of frustration that would fire the OC and DC in too many first halves and could move into the Top Ten, something I curiously greet with unease. Not after finding out our defensive genius is a mere mortal after giving up over 60 points of enemy offense and nearly 800 yards the last 2 weeks. Yet here we are, grateful but exhausted.
I have no idea what will happen in the Coliseum, next weekend at 5pm. Maybe I'll skip watching until the last quarter for the sake of my blood pressure. Just win, baby.
GO DUCKS!!!
We just can't rely on the menu when we're served something else, even though we gratefully pay the bill.
Re reading the game threads is an exercise in bi-polar torment resolved by emergency medication. "I dunno" is the answer to the question of how we win. Just writing this is my way of expiating the angst of another weekend of Duck survival. If True Grit defines us, we're John Wayne, eye patched with the imperfection of succeeding in spite of ourselves.
Consider that we're 7-1 in spite of the anger of frustration that would fire the OC and DC in too many first halves and could move into the Top Ten, something I curiously greet with unease. Not after finding out our defensive genius is a mere mortal after giving up over 60 points of enemy offense and nearly 800 yards the last 2 weeks. Yet here we are, grateful but exhausted.
I have no idea what will happen in the Coliseum, next weekend at 5pm. Maybe I'll skip watching until the last quarter for the sake of my blood pressure. Just win, baby.
GO DUCKS!!!
