Wednesday, May 17, 2006

pitch to rozier!

nebraska running back and heisman trophy winner mike rozier was named to the college football hall of fame yesterday. he was a member of the infamous 1983 team including turner gill and irving fryar, the team that lost the national championship going for 2 against miami in the orange bowl. don't talk about it too loud or my onkel eric will cry. he is also the namesake for my sister's favorite game--pitch to rozier!

i'm wearing my hoosker jersey to celebrate.


Blogger Sid the Dog said...

I like your jersey! Do you wear it whilst herding rabbits? Football and rodent-stalking share a certain inherent complexity: the angles, anticipating the moves of your opponent, the crucial element of elegant violence... Of course, there is no Hall of Fame for rodent-hunting although I feel that there should be. Given my natural color scheme of red and white, I am a huge Husker fan by default. One of my great oppressors once had to stay in Sidney, NE for a few days waiting for parts for his Subaru. It's always been a dream of mine to take a pilgrimage there.

9:11 AM  
Blogger wally said...

elegant violence! good observation, sid. i should probably be in the college football hall of fame for being a megafan. i believe all dogs are hoosker fans AND probably democrats, just because we're always on the side of goodness and opposed to the dark side (populated by republicans, wolverines, hurricanes, and goddamn nittany lions who are, of course, related to goddamn cats).

2:08 PM  
Blogger wally said...

oh, and i forgot the ULTIMATE evil--seminoles (the football team, not the american indian tribe with whom i have no beef). there's a dog at my dogpark named (sigh) tar baby and he wears a florida state collar. 'nough said. when can we give florida to cuba? seriously.

2:25 PM  
Blogger Sid the Dog said...

Tar baby? How disturbing... Well said re: the sacking of Florida. My great interest in this year's NCAA basketball tournament was spurred largely by my own distaste for all things Florida, which put me in the unusual position of rooting for UCLA in the finals. My great oppressors both taught a lot of Floridians during their tenures as ski/snowboard instructors, and there's nothing whinier than a Floridian attempting physical activity at 8000 feet. As Triumph the Insult Comic Dog once said, I haven't heard noises like that since my mother was hit by a car.
Goddamn cats indeed! Let's face it, if cats could flip everyone but themselves the bird, they would. To me, this sort of mindset is representative of conservatives in general.

10:57 PM  

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