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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week V

Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury, and May It Please The Court:

Rarely do I present a slate of games to predict that is thematic in nature.

Actually, never before.

But, college pigskin aficionados, this is Week Roman Numeral 5 of the current campaign. Trends are on the cusp of beginning to commence to evolve. P5 Coaches have already been fired. Count ’em, 1, 2 3. It’s time to discover which schools got it, which don’t? To separate the wheat from the chaff. To learn whose leading the Dead Man Walking crew.

Which contingents are the real contendas — other than, oh, I don’t need to tell you the trio — and who are the pretendas?

Including your inveterate, flackjacketed prognosticator. Last week I went 4-1. Only the Demon Deacons let me down and Kansas, Southern Cal, UK and the Cardinals didn’t.

(By the by, was it not I who advised Louisville would “roll”? I inquire as my arm is being surgically encased in a cast after cracking while patting myself on the back?)

I stand 17-9 for the season.

But it’s time to ask of the teams competing below, and for you ask of me, the phenomenological query, “You for Real?”

Note that the only game being projected with more than a spread of four is U of L’s, the Cards traveling to the Land o’ Chowda as a headscratching almost two TD fave.

I dunno about that. What happens in Vegas is ofttimes mystifying.

“You for Real?” Weekend winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week V

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week IV

So, a couple of Cougar wideouts were duking it out on the bench, mirroring Houston’s losing performance on the field, while I was checking my pick sheet to try to remember my prediction.

Which was said looooooooooooooooser.

And I was scratching my head, wondering why I made such a foolish choice? Not that I got it wrong, that happens all the time, this is the business I’ve chosen. But that, after my shtick had been splayed out — the real purpose of this whole endeavor — I’d picked the team I don’t really care for with a coach I don’t like to prevail?

Which is a testament to the mindless 15-20 minutes of illogical contemplation I give this feature for your bemusement on Wednesday afternoons.

Meanwhile some dude, trying to one up that LSU doofus counterpart, walked into Bevo’s pen and jumped aboard, during the Longhorns’ game. Was he just intent on becoming a Ghost Rider in the Sky?

You can’t make this absurdity up.

Plus there’s the compounding of the felony by that guy who may be, could be, likely would like to be the head coach of his alma mammy. Purdue had just about sealed a road win in the Carrier Dome. Yet, started to snatch defeat from the proverbial jaws of victory, when a dunderhead was a bit too trashtalkitive really late after scoring what he delusionally believed would be the winning TD. When his coach jumped on the dumboni, arguing with the zebras, thereby doubling the penalty yardage against the Boilermakers to thirty.

On a short field, ‘ Cuse got the W. Which was predicticated here. After which win, Dino Babers carried his hot seat to midfield and handed it over to Jeff Brohm during the handshake. Arkansas, Kentucky and Bellarmine — on a winning FG with :44 left also prevailed.

Weekend: 4-2. Season: 13-8.

More winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week IV

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week III

So yeah, I had the U of L Cardinals upending Central Florida in the Bounce House.

Deal with it ye nagging naysayers.

Add in the Crimson Tide who snuck out of Austin with a narrow W, the Roadrunners of Texas San Antonio who captured Army in its second OT battle of the young campaign at West Point, and Iowa State which prevailed for the first time in awhile against arch-enemy There’s No O IN Iwa. I had those correctly prognosticated.

Only UK’s impressive win over the Gators prevented me from my first perfecto this year.

4-1 for the weekend vaults me to 9-6 for the year.

It’s too late to stop now.

This week’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week III

MMQB: Can You Say Wacked?

Well, it certainly didn’t take long for the 2022 college season to bounce out of control.

Including, you know, at the Bounce House, where my Louisville Cardinals were the Bouncer, and the Knights, winners of 31 of their previous 33 on familiar turf, were the Bouncees.

Cue the Bobby Vee.

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Before I get out the Barb Gun, a shout out to a couple of players from around here.

First, my man Doc told me he was going to write me out of his will if I didn’t give some props to Cardinal punter Mark Vassett. As if I was ever in it for a bequest.

Vassett averaged 48 yards a kick in Orlando, providing advantageous field position for the good guys.

So insistent has Doc been, I’ve taken to calling him Wilbur, in honor of Wilbur Summers, who during one woeful TW Alley season was the Cardinals’ sole weapon.

And to a UK Wildcat. Yeah, U of L fans deal with it. Continue reading MMQB: Can You Say Wacked?

Louisville CardFile: Central Florida

Wellllllllllllllllllllll Then!!!!!!!!!

How. About. That?

Lookee there at who be doin’ the Big Bounce Back at the Bounce House.

Check out who did the improving in the Reedy Creek Improvement District.

Louisville 20, Central Florida 14.

Huzzah!

Bouncy bouncy that, Chinstrap Planet. (And that includes all the doomsayers residing in the Greater Louisville Metropolitan Statistical Area.)

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In the grogginess of the morning after — flush with the thrill of victory, I savored the end of the tennis match, not that I could have fallen asleep immediately after the victory anyway. — a song came to mind, my favorite of the Louisville Doo Wop numbers from my youth by the Trendels.

Moments/ Moments/ Moments/ Moments like this/ Make me realize the meaning of paradise

Yeah, it’s just a game. But tell me this. Is your Saturday going to be a little more fun after that win? Mine is already, and I haven’t even had any coffee yet to fully wake up.

Thanks to these moments. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Central Florida

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week II

So yeah it was your basic LSD flashback sort of  opening weekend in the Chinstrap Nation.

App State scored 21 points in the first three quarters, then tallied 40 points more in the 4th. And lost,61-63 to the Tar Heels. Them empty two point tries ‘ll get ya every time. If only they could have tapped into the spirit force of Forest Evashevski. Whose Iowa Hawkeyes had a couple points to spare. They conquered South Dakota State by an old school 7-3 score. Which lucky seven they accumulated with a FG and, count ’em, two safeties. A 5-3 W would have been so very appropriate for that offensive offense-less battle.

Houston and Texas San Anton went for a few OTs before it was decided. Wyoming and Tulsa also needed extra time. NC State survived East Carolina, only when the latter’s kicker shanked a FG and PAT late. F Bomb Kelly’s Bayou Bengals scored on the last play of the game. Then had their game-tying PAT blocked. The Dabos and Ramblin’ Wreck played a somnambulant opening half that made that Hawkeye/ Jackrabbits “battle” look downright scintillating.

But, other than that . . .

So, it is with no embarrassment whatsoever I advise that I only predicted 2 of 5 correctly. Arkansas and Kentucky won. Purdue, Utah and Louisville were defeated. Leaving me Even Steven, or is it Even Stephen, at 3-3 for the still young campaign.

It’s Get Back On Track Week at Seedy K Sports Tower. Everything is 11% off. Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week II

Seedy’s Chalk Talk: Satt’s Seat

Fortunately the Lords and Lordesses of my worshipment continually provide reminders that there is more to life than losing a game.

If only I were more inclined to pay attention.

As I did yesterday.

After a really good hour long workout, which provided almost a complete if not total amelioration of my discombobulation over the Cards’ Saturday night no show in Upper State NY, I went with back to back decompression phoners with Bookstore Billy and Smart Guy, while standing in the parking lot of the new JCC.

More than a fitting metaphor: I was peering over at the rubble of my youth, the old Center building, that’s now 3/4s torn down. Oh the memories.

After the calls, I got in the car and headed out. To the sounds of a sublime live version of “Blue Sky” from the Dickey Betts/ Warren Haynes Allman Brothers Band on JamOn Radio.* Too sweet. And calming.

*It was followed by a Billy Strings’ version of “Dark Star,” a mysterious and somewhat foreboding Dead tune that for some reason I’ve never understood was the holy grail of the DHeads. Which gratefully didn’t abate my returning serenity. Wonder what Native Dancer thinks of the tune?

Which recitation of disconnected musings is testament of how far a scribe will venture down the splintered cranial connections to avoid weighing in on the proverbial elephant in the room, i.e. the subject at hand.

Lean into it, here comes more procrastination, as I get in touch with my inner one-liner mode. Continue reading Seedy’s Chalk Talk: Satt’s Seat

Louisville CardFile: Syracuse

My normal modus operandi when covering a U of L game, any sport, whether noon or night, victory or defeat, is to sleep on it, then offer up my observations the morning after with full game stats in front of me for reasoned breakdown.

For a couple of reasons, given the Cardinals seriously disappointing performance in their season/ ACC opener, I’m knocking this out While The Game Is Still Underway, starting just after the Orange increased their advantage to 31-7 with 8:40 left.

I don’t want to have to deal with it after I wake up.

Plus, for some reason, I’ve had trouble meeting the sandman, and have been chasing slumber for several days now. Hopefully putting this disheartening, dispirited effort behind me, I’ll be able to sleep in.

Fingers crossed.

Plus, there isn’t a single reason I can think of to spend a nanosecond mulling over the numbers. I really could care less. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Syracuse

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week I

Back in the 70s, years before I even became a pretend “journalist” like now, a couple of buddies from New Orleans came up yearly for the Derby. Neither was a sports writer, but they somehow finagled press passes to the Downs, posing as covering the race for some papers in Bumfuck, Mississippi.

I never asked.

Back then, and it still might be, the Downs had a sumptuous buffet for all media types covering the event on the Thursday before the race. Twice my guys snuck me in.

It is impossible to describe the extensiveness of the spread. Suffice to say, the scribes and talking heads from across the land and around the globe could get anything they desired to sup upon. Lox and bagels. Check. Fried chicken and greens. Check. Egg Foo Young. Check. Baba Ganoosh. Check. Carnitas. Check. Palak Paneer. Check.

OK, you get my point. I’ve never experienced anything like it. A Husko Gordo at the time, I dove in head first, and one year needed to be carted out in a wheelbarrow. Figuratively if not literally.

Well, Week I of the college pigskin season is a veritable Thursday through Monday buffet. And, given the delectability of some of the boffo matchups, it’s the gridiron equivalent of that describe above.

Because the nagging nabobs of negativitude are already on my case, because of my picks last week, I shall not weigh in on such highly anticipated engagements as Oregon @ Georgia or Notre Dame @ Ohio State. They seem like gimmes to me, so I’m going to advise who will prevail in games that appear more evenly matched.

Says the fellow who last week picked but one underdog, Hawaii, over Vandy, which prevailed by the wafer thin margin of 53 points. Guess the ‘Dores didn’t spend too much time on Waikiki Beach. Like many, I thought Scott Frost couldn’t find yet another way to lose a one score game, but it’s what he does like a master. The Toppers, Aggies and Fightin’ Illini all won.

3-2. An acceptable Week 0 start to the season, while I work the kinks out.

Here we go with Week I: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week I

Monday Morning Headset: The Guillotine Awaits

Three P5 programs had loooooooong flights home from their distant Week 0 encounters.

One was the Program of the Future (Ref: Coach Clark Lea) Vanderbilt, which contrary to the thinking of the Nation’s Premier Preditctioneer, did not let frolicking along Waikiki Beach get in the way of game performance.

Vandy 63, Hawai’i 10.

Since the somewhat iconic Aloha Stadium has been condemned, the game was played at the Clarence TC Ching Athletics Complex “Stadium.” Capacity 9,000.

Maybe Rainbow Warriors coach Timmy Chang could harvest some pigskinners to matriculate from nearby vaunted St. Louis HS. Can any of those Little Leaguers who dominated the LLWS, outscoring foes 60-5 in 6 games play QB?

The other schools taking a red eye were Pat Fitzgerald’s ever feisty Northwestern Wildcats, and . . .

. . . the Program of the Distant Past, Nebraska. Where are you Bob Devaney when the Cornhusker State really needs you? Really really really needs you.

Nebraska 28, Northwestern 31.

Yet again, and it’s almost inexplicable, former favorite son Scott Frost’s charges were Hüsker Dön’t. Seven single digit Ls in a row. So many more during what what was supposed to be his triumphant return to Lincoln.

Can Bob Mould play QB?

Live by the onside kick, die by the onside kick. Continue reading Monday Morning Headset: The Guillotine Awaits