Well . . . uh . . . um . . . ah . . . yeah . . . well . . . okay . . . there’s this.
Not only was this not the worst loss in U of L hoops history, at least from an actual point differential if not psychological decimation — Centre 61, Louisville 7 on 02/18/20 holds that record — it wasn’t the worst loss to the Wildcats in the series.
UK 76, U of L 46 on 12/18/99.
So Friday’s 29 point evisceration could have been, and has been, worse.
So the Cards got that goin’ for them. Which is, uh, not really so nice. But some benediction from the Lama, any kind, soothing words would be welcome.
Ya know, kids, there’s simply not much to say. The Cards were wopped up the side of their heads by arch rival Kentucky. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Kentucky
In retrospect, there was a single play that indicated how inevitable U of L’s payback victory over its hated arch rival really was.
The outcome of the smackdown was already a given when the Cardinals, up 37-10, started a drive at their own one yard line with 12:58 to play.
Lamar Jackson, who has blamed himself for last season’s loss because of his game-denying giveaway late in that battle, fumbled on first down. In the end zone. But, as cool as he was all day — and make no mistake, LJ has never been as collected and in charge as he was Saturday in Commonwealth Stadium — Jackson picked up the ball, intuited where there might be a crack through which to escape, found it, foraged for yardage and Heismaned his way for a 15 yard pickup.
This one was never in doubt. That play was typical of how U of L rose to the occasion every moment.
Two and half minutes later, U of L finished the 99 yard journey when Jackson lofted a TD pass to Jaylen Smith.
For all the incredible feats of legerdemain that Jackson has performed while at the helm of the Cards, his demeanor and flawless performance against the Wildcats Saturday stands at the top of the list for me. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Kentucky
I needn’t explain why now more than ever, we must cherish the importance of the diversion we know as college pigskin.
As the calendar flips to October, when games mean more as league races ratchet up, it’s important that squads hit mid-season form.
So too prognosticatory savants. Thus, it is with a great deal of pleasure that the Kid provides these stats from last weekend: 41-21, 31-21, 34-23, 24-20 and 55-10. These are the final scores of wins by Fresno State, Navy, Akron, Kentucky and the University of Louisville Cardinals.
Need I mention who correctly picked the outcome of All Those Games?
That’s right, class, it isn’t necessary.
The second perfect weekend of the campaign has my season success soaring to 19-11.
So, with wind in my sails, and a firm hand on the rudder, I sail off into . . . sail off into . . . uh, oh well, I’ve lost my metaphor . . . but here are this coming weekend’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week VI
When UCLA couldn’t close in a noon game at the Liberty Bowl, I knew it was not going to be the best of days for the kid prediction-wise.
Yeah, Cal’s Golden Bears beat Ole Miss. Send those Southern kids out to Cali and their eyes get dazed and knees wobbly. And Florida increased the Fahrenheit on Butch Jone’s hot seat with that last second prayer. So, those were my Ws.
But I had the Bruins. And I had no faith in the Cats, who took a big punch to the kisser right after the opening bell, but stayed strong and have now bested the Gamecocks four times in a row. As for U of L, feh. You can read my take here.
Which tallies up to a 2-3 weekend, lowering my still reasonably passable season record to 12-8.
I may be down, but not out. Thus I forge ahead undaunted.
Here are five sure winners this weekend: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week IV
When will I ever learn? I mean really, when will I ever learn?
Notre Dame is no longer a playah. Period. They also run. That’s it. Their Gipper tank is empty.
And besides being overrated as a coach, Brian Kelly is an insufferable schmuck.
But no, there was a swallow of Kool Aid left in the jug, so I, like a dumpkopf unwilling to learn from recent history, drank, picking the Irish to beat Georgia.
Silly me. Silly silly me.
When will I ever learn?
Were I a wiser man, I might also have determined from IU’s performance against the Buckeyes that the Hoosiers were at least better than the hapless UVa Cavaliers.
Yet the Quack, the Cards and the Wildcats all came through. Though UK’s W was far from “easy” as I projected. Meaning I got more right than wrong. Always a good thing, 3 up, 2 down, making my record 10-5 on the year. It could be worse.
As always, I forge ahead. This week’s picks: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week III
Thanks to the divine, full spectrum guidance of patron saint ROY G BIV, the Rainbow Warriors of Hawaii secured a waning moments W at UMass. Thus making for as satsifying a return trip to Diamond Head as there can be stuck in coach on a plane for 5100 miles.
Not to mention the victory secured as peerless an opening foray as yours truly could have hoped for. Along with wins by the Cougars, Bulls, Rams and The Cardinal, the kid started the season 5-0, prediction wise.
While I would like to boast ad nauseum, to be honest, last week’s meager slate of battles was hardly what could be termed a severe test of prognosticatory prowess.
A boffo schedule this coming weekend provides a legitimate chance to yet again prove my mettle. Thus I shall cut short the verbosity, and get right to it.
This week’s winners in five huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge games: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week I
Unless Kim Jong Un launches some nervous uncle he doesn’t like to bronco buck a nuke-fitted ICBM into Mercedes-Benz Stadium like Slim Pickens’ Major “King” Kong did to the delight of General Jack Ripper and the suddenly ambulatory Dr. Strangelove, college pigskin is just over the horizon.
None too soon if you ask me. Now that I’ve watched that wacko ending to last year’s Georgia/Tennessee game in replay on the World Wide Leader too many times. (Sayonara Verne Lundquist, just in time.)
That SEC finish reminds me to mention from the get go how much I adore Big 12 football, where every game is like that. So what that there’s no D. 58-54 on the telly from Lubbock as the sun sets and the Impellizzeri’s pizza has been ordered on an almost crisp late September Saturday afternoon is more than fine with me. Those games from out on the prairie remind me of the early days of the AFL. Bambi frolicking across the middle for the Chargers against the Raiders from Balboa Stadium with Charlie Jones on the call.
Back and forth. Forth and back.
OK, so where was I? Oh yeah, now that I’ve looked back — too many times frankly — to relive when James Quick should have zagged but zigged late against Clemson, cementing the Cards demise in Death Valley a season ago, I know it’s long past time to move on. Continue reading Seedy K’s Ready for Some Football, Aren’t You?
Would we want it any other way?
Arch rivals U of L and UK are set to battle for a trip to the CWS in Omaha.
First pitch. Friday. 12:00 Noon.
The University of Louisville Cardinal nine had to dig deep into its reserve of pluck and guile to capture a fifth straight regional crown.
Do not be mislead by 11-6 and 11-1 victories over Radford and Oklahoma in Games #1 and #2. Each was fraught with peril, victory far from a certain until late.
The come from behind, come from behind, come from behind finale, a back and forth 8-7 escape over Xavier to live for another weekend, is a far more accurate portrayal of the Cards fifth consecutive NCAA Regional sweep.
Ahead: The Cardinals’ hated arch rival.
Meanwhile down the road, Kentucky’s Wildcats survived rain delays, and captured three straight elimination games, including a comeback against NC State in the finale, to advance to their first ever Super Regional.
Ahead: The Wildcats hated arch rival. Continue reading Moxie Meets Its Match: Resilient Cards Meet Comeback Cats in Supers
What a bracing hoopaholic morning I had here at the beginning of the most wonderful week of the year.
The best four days in sports are just days away. Hours away actually, if you include the hors d’oeuvres that are those first four play in games in Dayton. And I do include them, because the appetizers simply whet the appetite for the grande 84 hour, 48 tilt buffet to come, commencing Thursday noon.
(Let’s hope they’ve filmed enough commercials with Samuel L. Jackson, Spike Lee and Charles Barkley so we don’t get tired of them.)
So, with my coffee this A.M., as is my wont, I opened the laptop and went to the b-ball sites to dive into the ocean of info available, ostensibly to help one fill out his bracket. (Which I haven’t done actually in several years, but might this time around for some odd reason not having anything to do with any sense I might win one.) Or, make a wager or deux.
The first thing I came upon was a reality check reminder, yet another memorandum of the absolute certainty of my most fervent adage of the season . . .
. . . You only play whom you play.
One of the sites counted down the top 10 moments in NCAA tourney history. With video.
Right off the bat, #10 on the list was one of the most excruciating. I’ll just leave it at this: U.S. Reed. Continue reading Bracing Start to Best Week of the Year
The less said about last weekend the better.
My team, in the biggest football game in the school’s history, never left the hotel, and were throttled in eastern Texas. West Virginia similarly received its comeuppance against a long time power that had been there done that many times through the decades. And LSU couldn’t punch the ball into the endzone from point blank range to win at home in a game that was meant to be contested on the road.
But the Cats finally settled in against Let’ Go Peay. And Colorado continued its wheredidthiscomefromseason out west.
2-3. Not acceptable, but reality. 40-20 on the campaign.
Rivalry Week is upon us.
Here’s who gets bragging rights: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIII