Maize n Ballot Week 9
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Maize n Ballot
Dropped Out: Nebraska (#25).
A ho hum week in college football where most of the teams that should've won games did. Ohio State blows out Minnesota. Michigan pounds Northwestern in the freezing rain. Texas comes back to top Tech in a game they really should've lost but decided not to. And then USC finally lays the egg we all knew they were capable of duecing out.
However, I think this makes them a much more dangerous, focused team. USC now knows it can't simply turn it on when it wants to and win. They now know they have to play a complete game to be sucessful. That will make them a scary, scary team to play. The Trojans will destroy Notre Dame in Los Angeles. If I'm wrong I'll post a leprechan on this page, dispite the fact that it is a gross stereotype of my people. Not all of us wear that much green. So that's why I didn't drop them past seventh. This team is waaaaay too talented on both sides of the ball and too well coached for the Oregon State game to be anything more than a blip on the radar.
The only other noticeable dropper was Clemson. They got e-x-p-o-s-e-d by Virginia Tech. Watching the game my wife and I simply marveled at the ass-whipping that was occurring in front of us. "God, these guys suck!" was the best line from Mrs. Brew that night. Simple. Eloquent. And delivered with just enough disgust, sacrasm, and football knowledge to remind me what a great woman I married. I challenge you, dear reader, that when the time comes for you to chose your soulmate, make sure he or she spouse is a football fan.
Other than that, status quo. Rutgers had a boring, totally unimpressive win over UConn. They will get POUNDED by WVU and Louisville. I don't care that they're in a "BCS" conference. Take out the top two teams from the MAC and the Big East and they're the same damn conference. I am unimpressed. Prove me worng and accolades shall be yours.
Thursday is around the corner, WVU v. Louisville. The pizza will be ordered. The beer will be cold. And football, glorious football, will be watched.