Could I have asked for a better set up?
There were two stories that blasted above all others from Week I.
Other than this imperative. Don’t open with Alabama.
Never. Ever. Never ever. !!!
The first is, we love dogs.
Abby, a service labradoodle belonging to some Cardinal fans, stole the show Monday night, while Ole Miss was manhandling, ya know, that team whose name slips my mind right now. (OK, more about that a few paragraphs down.)
As for Abby, I fell in love, of course, because as I’ve mentioned several times as a way of grieving, my ex- and I just had to put down our beagle, named Abbey.
I know, the “e” in there makes no sense, but when I was chipping her, I inexplicably threw it in. Beatles? I dunno. What I do know is spellcheck hasn’t caught on yet.
Anyway, to honor the Abb(e)ys, henceforth, should I use the phrase, “playing like dogs,” it shall be meant as a positive. As in free spirited, energetic. Engaged. Willing to take risks. Go anywhere to get that bone.
If dogs run free, why can’t we.
The second best story is, duh, McKenzie Milton.
I’ve had a serious, almost lost my leg, too many surgeries leg injury. The recovery was a couple years long and arduous. I was glad to be able to jog again. Playing football, can’t imagine.
Anyway, all of that is to say: That after last weekend’s less than boffo predictioneering, I’m ready to ruuuuuuumble!
You wanna comeback? Check out the sure thing results set out below.
There is one epistemological matter unresolved. I missed on Indiana — Ouch! — and Louisiana. And I picked U of L to beat the Johnny Rebs.
But, the Cards did win the 2d half.
So, is it fair to consider that pick 50% correct?
Alright, I hear you. I was wrong. It’s an L.
Two right. Three wrong. 5-4 for the season.
But, like that Seminole QB, I shall return.
This week’s selections: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week II