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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Champs Week

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Yes, it’s true what the tuned in amongst you have heard.

There are head prognosticator positions open at both vegasbetsbig.com and betyourira.com. With championship games, West Point vs. Annapolis, the CFP and Bad Boy Mower Pinstripe Bowl still to be played.

And, yes, a bidding has ensued for the services of, ahem, do I really need to spell it out?

OK, I shall.

S E E D Y  K.

And that’s despite the reality that before Week 0, I pronounced with arrogant certainty that the winner of Kansas State/ Iowa State game in Ireland would be in the CFP.

For transparency purposes, I feel compelled to advise that my agent Sid Kibbutz has been contacted by both seeking my services.

When Sid approached Glorious Editor about an extension and raise, GE’s exact response, “Get outta my office before I call security and have you escorted out of Chron Tower with extreme prejudice.”

Yet I, a man of integrity, a man of ethics, a former barrister at the bar — both Toy Tiger and Jefferson County and Federal Courts — am keeping my talents right here at the Chron and seedyksports.com.

Kiffin dat!!!!!!!

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All of that aside, I head into the postseason smokin’ hot.

I bested my 4-1 Week XIII performance with an even more superior 6-1 this Weekend XIV past.

Hold your applause.

Only my flyer on Pitt over the Irish — Ouch — didn’t play out as planned.

The Texas Archies upset A&M. Ryan Day and the Buckeyes finally got one in the Big House. Vandy turned “Rocky Top” into a dirge. Indiana lowered the Boilermakers to simmer. Mike Norvell gave Seminole fans a hint that the future shall probably look like the recent past, falling to interimly coached Florida.

And the Louisville Cardinals ran Mark Stoops right outta the Dark and Bloody ground, 41 zed.

The post season is upon us.

Your peerless prognosticator is in post season form.

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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIV

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To fill airtime during fallow sports times of the year, ESPN does this Ocho thing.

“Sports” you’ve never heard of, or even conceptualized.

How far up on a roof you can throw a beanbag, and some such. Stuff you made up in your backyard after school when you and your best pal were nine years old and bored.

Now it’s televised. “World Championships” in some dude’s driveway. On the World Wide Leader Deux.

Thankfully I haven’t seen any Quidditch yet. But did once while walking Seneca Park.

Anyhooooooo, one of those new “sports” is Omega Ball.

Which is soccer played on a circular field with three teams and three goals.

Moderately interesting. If it’s late in the rainy afternoon, you’ve been running around all day doing errands and need some white noise to ease you into a nap.

What on earth does this have to do with college football’s Rivalry Week?

This, simply the most fascinating SEC battle of the first quarter of the 21st Century.

Ole Miss vs. LSU vs. Florida.

The Lane Kiffin Bowl.

Reported to be “played” Sunday November 30.

It will be televised live, I’m so sure.

Originating from Oxford or Baton Rouge or Gainesville, site to be determined. Be sure to keep your eyes on those flight logs.

You shall find no predictions on that one below.

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Last week was Get Back Loretta/ Get Back To Where You Once Belonged for the nation’s foremost forecaster.

OK, so Decembrist Baby Blue Bill Belichick didn’t win his rivalry game as a gift for his stylin’ May GF. Duke came back on Carolina, thanks to a pretty damn nifty fake FG called by Manny Diaz.

That was my only miscue.

Quack over Trojans. Commodores over Wildcats. Nittany Lions over Cornhuskers. And a Mustang stampede in Big D little a double l a s. Over . . . ahem.

4-1 for the week, improves my W/L on the season to 49-29.

Intending to close out the regular season with a flourish, I present this week’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIV →

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIII

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We like lyrics at Seedy K HQ right?

Right!

But, even with all those lines and rhymes roaming in and out of my cranial cavity none with the word “mediocre” immediately came to mind.

The first that popped on the search gizmo was frankly unprintable. Even for me. Especially skating on a half frozen pond as I am with Glorious Editor.

A  descriptive tune about the quality of young ladies the artist was having relationships with. None mediocre, he claims.

Then there’s a Billie Ellish song.

“You Were So Mediocre.”

I’ve never met the pop phenom.

How did she know?

It may have been just another gem for her adoring fanbase.

Around here it is anthemic.

Because, well, 3-3 predictioneering two weeks ago. 2-3 last time out.

4-3 this past weekend.

Trust me, not sure what that noise you’re hearing is, but it’s not the sound of popping champagne corks from this joint.

The Monon Bell shall not be residing in Crawfordsville, Indiana for the next year. The Little Giants fell to DePauw in the 132d edition of this heralded rivalry. Not as I posited.

Pittsburgh showed it wasn’t up to the task against a Big Boy. If Notre Dame is that?

And Louisville, cough, cough, cough, grrrrrgle, accccchhhhhheemmmm. Excuse me I’m choking. Louisville cho, er, self destructed.

The Bayou Bengals did take care of biz against the Fightin’ Bobby P’s from Fayetteville. UVa proved Duke a fraud. Kentucky continued its surge. And the Crimson & Cream Cignetti’s continued to stomp and romp any person or thing that gets in its way.

Like I said, mediocre.

It’s too late to stop now. (Besides I’ve got contractual obligations. At least until the end of this season.)

Wondering if the new high end TV I just bought will change my luck?

Wishing I could type this with conviction, I declare as always, this week’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XIII →

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XII

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Somewhere along the way, I obviously did something to perturb Wageranius, the Greek God of Betting.*

*Who actually ran a book in Athens during the glory years. Remnants of his parlor still stand right near the Parthenon. His website advert is almost in tact, “BetYourAss.cae” Yes, I’m advised they had some sort of computer thingie back then, with pulleys and magnets and dripping water or some such, invented I believe by Digitales, Socrates’ nephew. 

Not exactly sure how I got on his bad side, but my recent predictioneering has taken a turn for the worse, and something’s afoot beyond my lack of foresight.

U of L as everyone is aware couldn’t close. Iowa came with seconds of taming the Quack, but didn’t. UCLA is firmly back to its norm of mediocrity.

IU, IU, IU just does it. And UK continues its uptick as predicted.

2-3. Meh. 41-25 for the year.

Bigger slate this weekend.

In a state of sleep-deprived delirium because of some little basketball game last evening I present . . .

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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XI

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It didn’t take long for my winning streak to evaporate.

Tulane’s Green Wave fell at the Alamo midweek.

An omen before I was even able to greet anyone with “Joyeaux la veille de la Toussaint.” The script was written. I didn’t need any admonition from Father Brennan, something like, “You’ll see me in hell, Seedy, there, we will share out our sentence.”  The Waves’ L was enough to warn me my weekend was going to be a rafting adventure down the River Styx. No meet up with Damien necessary.

Auburn’s Plainsmen lost to UK — Stoops said it was a comin’ right? — which was such an embarrassment that they fired their coach.* Harsh.

*There are guys eyeing these jobs with extreme longing. Like a one-eyed cats peepin’ in the seafood store.

Vanderbilt visited the Burnt Orange just as they caught fire in Austin. A late surge wasn’t enough.

Utah bopped the Satterfields. Indiana is a season long killer, not just All Hallow’s Eve weekend. Ask the Terps, who suffered the Hoosiers fifth fiftyburger of the campaign. Louisville escaped thanks to the UPS RBs.

Hello mediocrity, my old friend.

3-3 for the weekend. 39-22 for my less than desirable season.

But the calendar’s flipped to November, Grantland Rice/ light the fireplace weather. When the days are colder and grayer and I’ll feel less guilty spending all day Saturday eating popcorn and pizza while watching football.

My stretch run of correctitude commences.

Honoring the sorority sisters at Bama, who take dressing up for football seriously. At least according the prexy of the Tri Delt’s:

“The football players, they’re walking in doing the Walk of Champions,” says Tri Delta president Finley Lowe, a Louisville, Ky., native. “They’re all suited up, they take so much pride in that. And in the same way, we take pride in how we look.”

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Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Week X

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Their knock is like nobody’s else’s. Especially at 1:39 in the morning.

The polizei I’m talking about.

Sure enough, when I answered, there was police badge 714 staring me in the face.

“Mr. K, I’m Detective Joe Friday. This is my sidekick, Officer Bill Gannon.

“Our Fraud squad has been alerted by someone who identified himself only as Glorious Editor that were preparing an article making claims that seemed felonious.

“That you were going to post an article, claiming to have correctly predicted last weekend’s college football games.”

I was aghast. My boss had actually called in the gendarmes. That an officer of the law was at my door and had a backup behind him, his hand resting on a .38 Smith & Wesson Model 15.

This is what it’s come to.I’m Rodney Dangerfield in his mind.

Where’s the faith?.

I stammered.

Friday interjected.

“All we want are the facts.”

Friday: : “Do you pick Vanderbilt to beat Missouri?

“Yes, the score was 17-10.”

“Did you pick BYU to beat Iowa State?

“Yes, the score was 41-27.”

“Did you pick Indiana to beat UCLA?”

“Yes, the score was 56-6.”

“Did you pick Tennessee to beat Kentucky?”

“Yes, the score was 56-34.”

“Did you pick Louisville to beat Boston College?”

“Yes, the score was 38-24.”

“Officer Gannon, are those correct numbers? Did you check to see if K actually made those predictions?”

“Yes, sir, on both counts.”

“Mr. K, sorry to bother you so late. We were told to check it out immediately prior to Wednesday afternoon. We shall advise Fraud to close the investigation.”

My sphincter loosened.

What I go through for an editor, who obviously still has no faith, despite a previous proclamation of same.

It would appear, unlike Franklin, Napier and Kelly, I still have the same gig for another week at least.

The 5-0 perfecto raises my tally to 36-19 for the year.

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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week IX

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I was derelict x2 regarding the Louisville Cardinals’ magnificent upset over the U last weekend.

First, in my game story, I forgot to give credit due for what was arguably the moment of the game. Or one of them. What is called by those studio panels of 14 ex- players and coaches on the telly, a “four point play.” When a team in Red Zone scoring range is held to a FG.

So yeah, better late than never, a Game Ball to DB Tayon Holloway. Who late in the 2d Q raced down Miami star Malachi Toney after a catch and gridiron consuming streak toward paydirt. Holloway pulled him down at the Cardinal 9 yard line. U of L’s D held, forcing a Hurricane FG.

Four point advantage to Cards. Difference in game, U of L won by 3.

Then there’s this, says he, now an official member of the Oh Ye Of Little Faith Club. Having seen nothing previously that indicated Louisville was up to the task, I broke my tradition and picked Miami.

Plus I forgot that Mario Cristobal will always make a game losing decision or two in the close ones.

Rarely am I so deliriously pleased to be very wrong.

As for the totality of last week’s picks.

4-2.

At one point Saturday I was looking at an ofer. Cards had already proven me wrong Friday night.

I knew I was in trouble with my Blue Devil prediction, when Duke kept driving the field early but couldn’t score. Georgia Tech is simply better. And sits atop the ACC standings.

Iowa trailed Penn State but pulled it out. Same can be said for UCLA over Maryland in extras. Indiana actually trailed early on before dismantling Michigan State.

Then there was my choice Texas. The Longhorns kept saying to Kentucky, “Here’s a gift, take the game.”

The Cats, as they are wont to do said, “No, thanks anyway.”

UK’s ball to open OT. 1st and Goal at the 3. Dowdell up the middle for no gain. Boley up the middle for two yards. 3d & Goal at the 1. Dowdell up the middle for no gain. 4th & Goal at the 1. Dowdell up the middle for no gain.

No feints. No fakes. Nothing innovative. Four straight cracks at one of the best DLs in the land. No nothing.

No score. Texas which actually lost yards on their possession, kicked the winning FG.

So, yeah, 4 up 2 down. 31-19 for the year.

One more bit of snicker before we forge ahead. In the Bottom Ten PFOTWOTY when Sam Houston We Have A Problem fell to UTEPid, 17-35, the stands were jammed officially with 671 Bearkat faithful.

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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week VIII

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Here’s what happens when one doesn’t believe.

One chooses against his latest man crush, that Cignetti dude. Whose team then skips a light fandango through Autzen, When the miller told his tale, the 15 vestal virgins who didn’t leave for the coast had to take cover. (Great goodly moogly, from what cranial recess did that come from? Is that the out of nowhere acid flashback I’ve been longing for? Since the last one recently.)

In English, I picked Oregon. IU won.

Which pleases me. Other than for purposes here, it’s tallied on the right hand side of the equation.

I also didn’t believe in UCLA. Picked Sparty, without even checking to notice the team isn’t any good.

Ah, but Texas fired. Proud o’ that. Even if it made Matthew McConaughey more insufferable parading around the state fair midway.

And in my gimme o’ the week, UNLV survived when the Air Force kicker missed a FG. You take the W however it generates.

Kent State prevailed in the PFOYWOYYOTCMB (Look up last week’s picks, I’m not about to spell it out.)

3-2 for the week. 27-17 for the year.

Oh yeah, Atherton fashioned its 5th shoutout of the campaign (in 7 games), 30 nil over Butler.

And Glorious Editor advised, tentatively I must admit, that I’m off Double Secret Probation. At least for the moment.

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Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week VII

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Looking for any feint or diversion to avoid discussing last week’s picks and disappointing results, let’s play a game.

How about a pop culture quiz, asks he who has dubbed himself the Culture Maven?

If you’re of the generation that lived “Electrical banana/ Going to be the very next craze,” like me for instance, can you guess the current au courant social media trend?

Let’s make it really in interesting. Like what is it in Germany?

Yo, yo, yo, I know the answer.

“Pudding mit Gabel.”

True. I read about this morning actually, at an honest to Aunt Ruth respected news website.

Pudding with a fork. As in eating pudding with a fork. Recently over a thousand people gathered in a Deutschland park to do just that.

I shall not point a finger. My parents were of the generation that ate goldfish. Some friends and I tried to smoke a banana peel once. Obviously it wasn’t the first thing we smoked that evening.

Plus we tried to see how many of us could stuff a VW, which along with phone booth stuffing was a thing for a nanosecond back in the day.

Tell me about it, the kid’s rolling here.

How about this spicy between songs soundbite I heard on Little Steven’s Underground Garage the other day. Still has me smiling?

Saucy young female voice: “A girl with an ass like mine doesn’t hang with a guy and a face like yours.”

Hold your applause.

Gotta eventually get around to football, right?

Have you heard about the tune “Wood” on Taylor Swift’s new album?

With this not so cryptic line, “Redwood Tree/ It ain’t hard to see/ His love was the key/ That opened my thighs.”

Oooooooookay then.

Wonder whether a big part of the underwhelming 2-3 start for the Kansas City Chiefs can be traced to Travis Kelsey being drained of his precious bodily fluids?

Gen. Jack D. Ripper understands the danger.

Mic Drop.

OK, I’ll get to it. Cannot hold off the inevitable reckoning any longer. I can sense my arch antagonist Bookstore sharpening his blade like Bash Steed in a secret room at the Arconia.

It was not the worst — like going 1-4 two weeks ago — but far from up to my lofty standards.

U of L — whom I rarely pick against — put its mediocrity on display against UVa. Iowa State got Satterfielded in the Queen City. Clemson, Georgia and Miami prevailed as prognosticated. In my defense, I always pick UK’s games, and the Hurricanes were far from a gimme in Tallahassee.

3-2 for the weekend. 24-15 for the season. Meh.

Get back time.

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Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Week VI

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Feel free to lean into whatever cliché you choose.

Here’s a good one: Reports of Seedy K’s demise were greatly exaggerated.

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! A movie thing.

Another cinematic reference: Just when you thought it was safe to go into the water . . .

What is it investment houses admonish, past performances are not indicative of future results? Something like that.

You get the point.

Which point, ahem in case you don’t get it, is this.

If James Franklin in the second OT doesn’t call an out pattern — oft intercepted — and Drew Allar doesn’t do what he’s done, throw the pick, your bouncing back predictator mighta dialed up a perfecto.

But no, the Sandusky Curse continues to plague the Nittany Lions.

Taking a silly flier on State College White Out Night cost me an unblemished weekend.

Because Notre Dame, Indiana, South Carolina and Louisville all took care of biz.

Though not directly factoring in, my Atherton Rebels fashioned another shut out Friday — their fourth of the season, 30-0 over Fern Creek. And, right after Waffle House scampered for the winning TD for the Hoosiers, my Detroit Tigers skid abated just enough at Fenway for them to advance to October baseball.

Plus I finally learned that the Steve Harvey whom ESPN’s Ryan McGee always references in his must read weekly column, Bottom Ten, is not the comedian game show host. But an LA sportswriter who was the first to do college football bottom ten lists.

Saturday was a good day.

4-1 ups the season W/L record to 21-13.

The kid is back.

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