I apologize for this in advance. Please feel free to skip it if you don't fucking like the word "FUCK."
There is something about being in the moment that is magnified, perhaps. At this moment there is a feeling of a still approaching nadir. I don’t know exactly what it is that’s being felt right now, but it has to be recorded, so I can look back on it in a long while…and remember what it was like. Geography and regional alliances are very much working against at least one Kansan right now.
Sport is a celebration of excellence, at its best. My family was watching Game 6 of the NLCS tonight. It was fun. There was actually a dog in the fight. My aunt and uncle had flown in from Modesto, and the ballgame secured the Giants’ first trip since 2002. I believe it’s been since 1954 for the New York Giants to win a World Series. The K.C. A’s didn’t arrive from Philadelphia until 1955…
The bay area got it’s fun out of the A’s though…they won three World Series in the early seventies playing in front of almost nobody on the west coast. And had a few more fans pulling for them when they wiped out the Giants in the bay series…was that 89? Doesn’t matter. What matters is that the Giants won, and it was cool watching the game with some people who weren’t rooting for the goddamned Yankees at the time. (Oh, now that I’m gone, they’re probably playing fucking Yankees Edition Trivial Pursuit over there.)
While all this was going on, Missouri was knocking off Oklahoma, who had been the number one ranked team in the BCS. 71,004 apparently watched that game at Faurot Field. Good for them, I guess. I’m just about numb to the entirety of sport, and having any rooting interest thereof. Maybe I might play some sport, but I’m just damned near fed up with it. I can’t give the effort on the field when I’m not playing, so why the hell am I supposed to root for those who are polluting my fields that don’t show any effort?
A lot of this is disgust with myself. I’m slamming college kids here—and they’re just kids. I know that. Hell, I’m an adult, and I’m dumb as shit. These kids are bound to make mistakes and such…but how in the hell do these kids who purportedly spend all their time and effort leading up to college dreaming of playing in the NFL, or at least, college football!!! But they get out of shape and don’t give full effort on the field when they’re given the opportunity to play?!??
I think it’s very important to point out that the knocks on the kids aren’t that--I’m deservedly slamming the coaches—fair or unfair—they’ve made their own mess here, in my opinion. These kids shouldn’t be getting less motivated, in worse shape, and displaying worse speed than last year. That is fucking coaching, or lack thereof.
KU had already been dispatched in its homecoming by Texas A&M 45-10. From the beginning, it looked like a game neither team wanted much, but the trusty Gill regime with quick indifference to the situation at hand ensured a thorough first-half ass-kicking that leaves the attendance to now be measured in the 38,000-4,000 range. I didn’t really even check in at the end of the game to see what was left of the stadium, but I’m pretty sure by this point in a month-long-ass-kicking measuring a score of 159-21. That’s three games, not four. Unranked opponents. Baylor, State, A&M.
Three years ago, KU was undefeated and Kerry Meier was to be on the cover of Sports Illustrated prior to their only defeat of the season the week of the Missouri game. Three years ago, KU-MU for the number one ranking, and the chance to play for the Big XII championship, and an eventual national championship birth. Today, we redundantly shit ourselves in an empty stadium, and next year, the goddamned conference won’t even have a championship game.
I don’t know how many other conference schools have more four-star recruits on the field than KU, but my guess is about six. Missou, Nebraska, Oklahoma, OSU, Texas, A&M. That’s just a guess, but KU has six of those kids out there. Some don’t play. And they’re all performing at lower levels than last year! (Except, I suppose, the freshmen, but I didn’t see them play high school ball. Hell, I’m not seeing them play much college ball, either.) Our leading rusher from last year hasn’t taken a snap on offense, and he’s on his second defensive position of the year. I don’t get it. I think we’re out of quarterbacks. That’s okay, I suppose, since we haven’t really given the QB time to do anything—the line is decimated, and very bad. Worst I’ve seen at KU bad. That includes an impressive pile of shit mounded up in the late eighties. Terry Allen’s teams never looked this bad (that I can recall), but we’re kind of plowing up some new ground this year in terms of shittitude.
I don’t know how on earth the current staff is going to recruit anyone to come here under any circumstances at this point, unless it’s just a nearly guaranteed promise of playing time, and no real commitment demanded of the individual to improve oneself on the field. Gill might be building men, but right now (whether he knows it or not) he’s throwing gas on the inferno that was once Kansas’ football program. This program is now at a point of desperation to even define itself. I have heard not one person who takes the game seriously be able to define what it is that Kansas is trying to do this year. I mean—some plan of attack or philosophy. Besides getting your ass fucking destroyed by average opponents while exerting no collective effort.
We need a fucking Athletics Director. Right fucking now.
I HATE Missouri. Absolutely HATE Missouri, and I want them to win a national championship in football this year. Because they ARE Missouri, they are predisposed to completely fuck this up, so I’m quite sure it won’t happen, but this fall, that would be nice. Because then something at KU would change. I don’t even know what the hell would change, but if they were able to beat KU 120-0 on the way, it would be a nice touch. It would provoke change.
And oh yeah. Yuniesky cost me $20. Some pitcher got wild and walked him on four straight with the bases loaded in the last week or so of the season. It was fucking poetic.
I’m going on to ebay right now to buy some Detroit Lions memorabilia for Thanksgiving.
Fuck sports.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Fun With Facebook Messaging, Part I
RE: Excitement About KU Football!
Slade Dillon October 15 at 6:41am
Hey, Burt.
That was like watching an abortion ripped through an asshole. If you wanted to golf again before we lose the fall, I'm all for it, and I'm suddenly free on saturdays every fall for my immediate future. In homage to Mangino, I've been eating nonstop since halftime of last night's game, and now that I've got bar-B-Q sauce all over my shirt and pants, I'd like to sodomize the big money donors that ousted the fatfuck with a stack of ribs sucked dry of any grease.
Hope you guys are doing well.
Slade Dillon October 15 at 6:41am
Hey, Burt.
That was like watching an abortion ripped through an asshole. If you wanted to golf again before we lose the fall, I'm all for it, and I'm suddenly free on saturdays every fall for my immediate future. In homage to Mangino, I've been eating nonstop since halftime of last night's game, and now that I've got bar-B-Q sauce all over my shirt and pants, I'd like to sodomize the big money donors that ousted the fatfuck with a stack of ribs sucked dry of any grease.
Hope you guys are doing well.
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