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Gridiron Gab: Pigskin Tilt A Whirl

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I try to view things in context, keep a broad perspective, look at what’s happening from different angles.

It doesn’t always work.

Like my sense that Kentucky would not fire Mark Stoops this year.

I was wrong.

Now, I understand.

They’ve been crushed by their hated rival two years in a row, the latest a lay down skunking last Saturday. After being battered by Vanderbilt the weekend before.

No bowl eligibility — a minimal standard — for the second season in a row.

Mitch Barnhart, you’re on the clock.

One has to assume they’ll make a pitch for former Cardinal Will Stein. Whose dad played for the Wildcats, and who grew up a UK fan.

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Marty Smith’s long sleepless vigil is over. Continue reading Gridiron Gab: Pigskin Tilt A Whirl →

U of L CardFile: Kentucky

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Sweet.

Unexpected.

A derailment of a clobberation at the RR Yard.

Louisville 41, Kentucky 0.

In ping pong we’d call that a skunk.

In the Commonwealth, we call it a beatdown, a gubernatorial landslide of epic proportions.

Cards total of 41 matched that from last season’s Krogering shopping spree.

Last eight quarters: U of L 82, UK 14.

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Before the season, and throughout when things have been going well, Louisville’s heralded position group was Running Backs.

Best RB Room in the Land, the Cards’ was heralded before that opening kickoff twelve games back.

And yes those rushers dominated an admittedly decimated Wildcat defense.

Then again it wasn’t the Cardinal triumverate of Isaac Brown, KeJuan Brown and Duke Watson, none of whom played because of injury.

Next men up: Continue reading U of L CardFile: Kentucky →

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 . . .

. . . this week’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XII →

U of L CardFile: Kentucky

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I guess I really didn’t mean what I said.

Sorta.

To one and all in extreme anticipation for this edition of U of L vs. UK, I was adamant.

I wish they didn’t play the game.

Too much emphasis is placed upon it.

I am really looking forward to Wednesday morning when it will be over and I/ we can move on.

And then Game Day arrived, I mall walked until my legs ached. The new quarter zip arrived from Rally House, me hoping it had a W woven in. I washed it to wear. An hour before leaving for the game, which itself was over two hours before tip, I was walking in circles in my condo. I did a couple of laps in the concourse before tip.

Which is to own that this particular battle, to me, was the most important one since the one and only Dream Game in Knoxville.

All the marvelous upticking that’s been going on since Pat Kelsey arrived, all the enthusiasm and hope and ReviVille stuff would have been clouded had the Cards fallen.

Wednesday morning’s coffee breaks would be the same ol’ same ol’.

This was a game U of L had to win.

The oh so proverbial Must Win.

There I said it. Continue reading U of L CardFile: Kentucky →

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.”

While not dressing up, I’m taking pride in this week’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week XI →

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.

This weekend’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Week X →

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.

OK, now, this weekend’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week IX →

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.

This weekend’s winners: Continue reading Seedy K’s Pigskin Prognostications: Week VI →

Seedy K’s Peerless Pigskin Prognostications: Week V

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There have been Poor Poor Pitiful Me moments worse during my lifetime than dealing with the meltdowns that befell your resident tout when 80% of his picks lost last Saturday.

One of those regrettable interludes came mid 70s one evening in a relatively empty Santa Monica bar, when I realized that standing not ten feet away from me, by herself, was the singer of that tune, fetching Cub-scout-uni era Linda Ronstadt. Cutting to the chase, I spent too long deep breathing and gathering the gumption to approach her. Her friends arrived and whisked her away.

Not One Shining Moment.

Yes, Saturday was bad, but ya know, perspective.

Utah, SMU, Nebraska and Illinois were all vanquished. None of the games was really close. My only victory was U of L in the Cards’ walkover.

Going 1-4 after a mediocre 3-3 weekend, and feeling considerable heat from many quarters, has me gathering some comfort in the following statement issued by my Chron boss Glorious Editor, through his recently hired PR flak Bobbi Fleckman.

Because of the enormous amount of speculation on social media and directly to my office about the status of Seedy K, given his less than exemplary prediction results recently, I feel compelled to issue this statement regarding his employment situation at this time.

While I cannot speak to Seedy’s situation at his own vanity blog, I can advise for the moment anyway on the afternoon of September 24, 2025 here at Card Chronicle, he has my full support. Which is subject of course to pending consultation with my superiors at SB Nation and Vox Media, who have yet to inform me of their level of concern regarding Seedy’s dismal performance and his employment status.

We are constantly assessing the value of content provided by all our contributors. I cannot confirm or deny whether there has been any more intense scrutiny of our in house prognosticator. We shall continue to monitor.

Again, as of this moment, he has my full support, and his predictions for Week V shall be published. As of now.

So, I got that goin’ for me. Which is nice.

If you are reading this at the Chron, you will know I’m still employed. Though my office at Chron Tower has been moved to a store room in  the subbasement next to the shredding machine and shelves of cleaning supplies and toilet paper by the door to the dumpster.

Note that despite my recent miscues, I am not shying away from weighing in on the hard games.

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