Category Archives: College Sports

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week IV

There is no need this time around for some cute stories, attempts at humor to divert your attention. No prevarication necessary.

Last week, I predicted the following teams would win: Oklahoma, Notre Dame, Cincinnati, Kentucky, and THE University of Louisville.

Harrowing though some of the victories were, here are the schools that prevailed: Oklahoma, Notre Dame, Cincinnati, Kentucky and THE University of Louisville

As the U of L play by play guy of my youth, Uncle Ed Kallay, would say: That’s about as good as you can get.

5-0 on the weekend. 13-6 for the season.

Glossy numbers, those.

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

Cardinal Fans’ Hopes are . . . Up!!!

Maybe I’m delusional, perhaps it’s a phenomenon I’m simply conjuring in my mind.

But, maybe not.

Seems like in the past several days, I’ve seen more people out and about in Cardinal gear.

The grocery. When filling up the tank of my Crosstrek. At a couple meetings I’ve attended. In the park.

The Red & Black Faithful are walking just a bit taller in the last few days, there’s a strut in their steps.

After a long, lingering malaise.

This is not to say this virulent bug which has laid the Louisville fanbase low for oh so long now has completely been eradicated.

But the fever has broken. For now anyway. Enjoy. Continue reading Cardinal Fans’ Hopes are . . . Up!!!

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week III

At some point last Saturday evening, luxuriating in Arkansas’ smackaround of Texas,  I was pretty damned pleased with my huuuuuge comeback bubbling up in Week II.

Until I checked my documents, and realized that it was Arkansas State I had predicted would prevail over Memphis State, not the Razorbacks over the Longhorns.

The Tigers prevailed in that defensive tussle, 55-50. Each squad gobbled up almost 700 yards of O apiece.

Don’t get old, kids. The memory fades. Precipitously.

Buuuut, I did correctly pick ACC’s Pitt Panthers over the Vols. In Rocky Top. And the rising Cats, and Cards in their walkover. Mike Leach’s Mississippi State handled N.C. State, in another battle of States. Which I got wrong.

So, despite the self confusion about the schools from The Natural State, I still got more right than wrong. 3-2 for the weekend, head still above water, 8-6 on the season.

Interesting matchups continue, as actual autumn draws nigh.

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

Louisville CardFile: Eastern Kentucky

OK, let’s just talk about THAT PLAY here at the top, and get it out of the way.

You know the one, the beauteous 95 yard catch and scamper for a U of L TD. That wasn’t. The one where the rookie took it to the house — way faster than your favorite speedy home pizza delivery service — then dropped the payload on the porch without ringing the bell.

First some context.

Earlier in the day, during the noon window, in the day’s biggest upset, the Quack had just sealed its W against the Buckeyes with a late pick. The kid who made the play dashed to the sideline, ripped off his helmet, and with several of his similarly ebullient mates, rushed down toward the Oregon rooting section for a pose.

A zebra was trailing them, a hand in his pocket, ready to whistle a transgression. The celebrating Ducks were saved by several assistant coaches, screaming and spewing Steadman, and were herded back to the bench before the penalty flag was pulled.

It’s the nature of the game today. Players want to celebrate, and the NFL, stuffy as the oligarchs tend to be, finally gave its imprimatur a few seasons back. Now big scores and big stops mean mini memes in the endzone.

College kids watch that foolishness. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Eastern Kentucky

Louisville CardFile: Ole Miss

It’s far from the first time PD Pete and I have been at loggerheads.

We used to do battle day in and day out at the bench in the misnamed Hall of Justice. He got the best of me way more often than I’d have liked.

But there we were at it again, when he commented at FaceZuck to my hopeful pregame shtick.

“We don’t stand a prayer against Ole Miss . . .”

Aghast, incredulous, I responded, using the same malapropism as he did, “Don’t stand a prayer??? It’s not like they’re Alabama.”

My thinking: The cocktail crowd in The Grove doesn’t wear houndstooth. They don’t Roll, they sashay. Plus as good as prickly, sequestered Lane Kiffin’s O is, the Rebs D last season was porous.

Then the Labor Day evening Chicken Sandwich feature kicked off in Hot ‘Lanta’s relatively empty Dome.

Ole Miss was the filet.

U of L was the pickle. Continue reading Louisville CardFile: Ole Miss

Are Cards on Verge of Labor Day W?

If not quite yet in full optimistic mode after the pigskin revelations of the last few days, I’ve morphed a smidge more hopeful about Louisville’s chances against two-score favorite Ole Miss Monday night.

Why?

Let’s start with Virginia Tech’s solid win over the North Carolina Baby Blues* Friday evening. The Tar Heels have been a darling of the wags since last campaign’s successful season, viewed as a possible breakthrough contender for the Final Four.

* The pastel hue all of college football is now marveling at this Sunday of Week I, is that of the “sissy blue” Westwood Bruins. That’s how LSU’s Ed Orgeron referred to a UCLA fan’s garb when entering the Rose Bowl, before his Bayou Bengals were manhandled.

Then there’s the fate of another Flavor of the Month, now melted, Indinia. (Not my typo. Blame the Crimson and Cream’s uniform maker.)

The Hoosiers were whomped up one side of the head, then the other by Iowa. The Hawkeyes took charge early, and never let up, in a four TD beatdown. Continue reading Are Cards on Verge of Labor Day W?

Those Hits Just Keep on Comin’

So, yeah, I was just about to open up my writing app early Friday afternoon, keyboard in some fluff about the Cards, how some national scribes are looking at U of L football, a sweet moment for Cardinal hoops icon Angel McCoughtry and then . . .

. . . oh, if you’re reading this, you know already.

I should have known something untoward was going to happen sooner, rather than later.

I’d just watched this week’s episode of the most always heartening series, “Ted Lasso.” Even though the Nelson Roaders upset my favorite EPL team Tottenham, in the quarters of the FA Cup, this edition was way more melancholy than most.

Coach Beard’s romantic situation.

Becca Welton’s fraught relationship with her mum.

And ever bubbly Ted Lasso’s anxiety attack in the middle of the game against the Hotspur.

Then, boom, yet another explosion on Floyd Street.

The ongoing travails of Louisville Cardinal basketball are gifts that just keep on giving.

Yet another virtual Vince Tyra press conference to follow. Continue reading Those Hits Just Keep on Comin’

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week 0

That’s right, football fans, kickoff is this weekend.

Which means: He’s Baaack!

Referring to himself in the third person, that would be America’s premier college pigskin predictioneer, Seedy K.

The testimonials to his prowess are abundant.

“I have seen the future of football prophecy, and its name is Seedy K.” — Grantland Rice

“Seedy K is so spot on, he makes me feel like a loser.” — Leonard Post Toasties

“Seedy K is the gold standard.” — Jimmy the Greek

“You wanna know what Joey thinks of Seedy K? My lawyer advises me to say nuthin’ so as I don’t incinerate myself.” — Joey the Vig

You need empirical evidence of your guy’s favorite projection prowess? Data this.

In last year’s pandemic season, with empty stands, not knowing from week to week what games would be cancelled, and who might have to sit out; a season where the one true highlight was a Chanticleer taking down a Cougar at the one yard line as the clock ran out, here’s Seedy K’s stat line.

50 right. 27 wrong. 8 DNPs.

Not bad, if he says so himself.

OK, that’s enough self aggrandizing, even for me.

Let’s get to it on the week before the week when matters really kick in gear. There’s a slate of four games, two of which are of national interest. OK, transparency, one game that matters to some other than the schools’ faithful. Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week 0

Seems We’re Ready For Some . . . Football???

Nothing says the football season is drawing nigh like the surge in appearances of roster guys on Criminal Court dockets.

(OK, other than the surge in bratwurst sales at the grocery store, a truly telling sign.)

So, in one big day of news from the Crime desk, college football has a couple of stories.

Six UK Wildcats are charged with Burglary. One of them also for Wanton Endangerment. Seems a trio of them weren’t pleased, when they were asked to leave a party they weren’t invited to. So they got three of their pals and returned. One of the sextet was packing, and pulled the pistol.

In what is pro forma coachspeak, Coach Stoops is monitoring the situation, but can’t speak further, since there’s an ongoing criminal investigation. Continue reading Seems We’re Ready For Some . . . Football???

Nightmare on Floyd Street, Part ??

So, this is what Roman Numerated sequel to this series, Part IV?

Let’s see. Yeah, that’s right. Sypher. Stripper. Bowen. Gaudio.

One of the cottage industries I’ve embarked upon since my retirement from the Bar, is reviewing films for public radio, a dalliance really, but I take it seriously.

I choose never to view or review slasher or horror flicks. The last one I believe I saw was “Macabre” in ’58, a William Castle movie, where you got a $1500 life insurance policy in case you died of a heart attack during the showing. My 13 year old pals and I sat in the balcony and laughed our way through the whole thing. To the annoyance of others in attendance.

OK, I did see “Psycho.” Anyway, get to the point, c d, I hate such fare, am not entertained a bit.

I couldn’t tell you the difference between “Saw” and “A Quiet Place,” between Freddy Krueger and that guy standing by the chainsaws in that TV commercial, where the dunderheaded HS kids don’t get in the running auto and escape.

But, as a lifelong close observer of U of L sports, I can’t take my eyes off the screen, when yet another of these Cardinal dumpster fire plotlines premieres.

It’s getting oh so so very old.

This week, it was the filing of his Sentencing Memorandum, by Dino Gaudio’s attorney. Continue reading Nightmare on Floyd Street, Part ??