I guess you can say I'm spoiled. My freshman year was 2001. I witnessed 10 consecutive 10 win seasons, a rose bowl win, a national championship, another appearance in a national championship game. In this time basketball and baseball weren't too shabby either.
Fast forward to 2016. We've had two consecutive losing seasons. Our best QB in the past five years, Case McCoy, couldnt have been a back up at any other school.
So as the season rolls around, our embattled coach seems to be on the precipus of starting a QB who authored two of the more humiliating losses in the past two years (TCU five turnovers, Arkansas 59 yards of offense), who has had 4 years and 14 starts to prove himself and couldn't, and the fan in me is torn. I want to believe this kid is better. I want to trust the coaches. I want them to be proven right.
The realist in me has serious doubts. Then I see reports that he still struggles with accuracy, still hesitates to release the ball, and still has confidence issues, and I wonder why I'm supposed to talk myself into trusting this decision. People used to bitch about Greg Davis because he called too many side line passes. He got all the way to two national championship games with those calls.
Anyway, that's where we stand, and because I refuse to be the miserable fan come game day, I'm going to force feed myself the Kool-Aid, and pretend I believe until I actually believe that we have a chance to win this game with Swoopes. Cheers!
Fast forward to 2016. We've had two consecutive losing seasons. Our best QB in the past five years, Case McCoy, couldnt have been a back up at any other school.
So as the season rolls around, our embattled coach seems to be on the precipus of starting a QB who authored two of the more humiliating losses in the past two years (TCU five turnovers, Arkansas 59 yards of offense), who has had 4 years and 14 starts to prove himself and couldn't, and the fan in me is torn. I want to believe this kid is better. I want to trust the coaches. I want them to be proven right.
The realist in me has serious doubts. Then I see reports that he still struggles with accuracy, still hesitates to release the ball, and still has confidence issues, and I wonder why I'm supposed to talk myself into trusting this decision. People used to bitch about Greg Davis because he called too many side line passes. He got all the way to two national championship games with those calls.
Anyway, that's where we stand, and because I refuse to be the miserable fan come game day, I'm going to force feed myself the Kool-Aid, and pretend I believe until I actually believe that we have a chance to win this game with Swoopes. Cheers!
