Big 12 Flashbax Series: Missouri
Here we go with our 4th installment in the series. One intended to look back at some of the great games against our Big 12 counterparts, and give a chance for fans to pay respects to those we've played what seems like forever.
Missouri would be one of those.
A lot of folks have a distaste for Mizzou. I guess I never really understood that, as I haven't run into nearly as many annoying Tiger fans as I have Texas, Oklahoma, or Iowa State fans. Maybe I've been lucky.
As it stands, this will be the last conference game versus one of the original members of the Big 6 conference. A rivalry that dates back to the 1800s, and one that has seen it's share of memorable games. This series is as old as dust folks, and I'm really starting to hate that we aren't able to keep these guys on our slate. One of the reasons is the history, but also because of the game I am picking this week as my favorite Missouri-Big 12 memory.
Feel free to add your most memorable Big 12 game, and why it stands out for you. Don't forget to add any players that you couldn't stand, or had a slight man-crush on. Don't worry...we won't judge you.
Jump in to read mine...
I was 21, and as with many kids that age..I didn't really see my dad all that much. I was too busy foolin around with friends and trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do with my life. He worked his ass off at the small public relations agency he created, and once in a while we'd be able to eat dinner together on Sundays at my folks house in Omaha.
Dad's partner in the P.R. venture was a Missouri graduate, and season ticket holder. Once in a while, he'd get busy and hand his tickets over to a friend or family member. So on a boring Friday in November, I got a call from Dad asking if I wanted to head down to Columbia along with my younger brother with the free tickets. With nothing else planned, I figured "why the hell not?" and we were on the road the next morning. I'll admit that I wasn't too excited, and not exactly aware of whether or not Missouri had a chance in hell to beat us. I just knew that we were national title contenders again, and that we should crush the Tigers and be home in time to catch the highlights. We arrived shortly before game time (Dad wasn't a tailgater type. All business. He showed up for the game and the game only), and I remember thinking "Damn, there are a lot of trees here" as the colors were in fall mode.
What we didn't know, was that we were about to witness one of the greatest endings in college football history. One that will go down in Husker lore. One with it's own nickname. (Google "flea kicker" and see what comes up)
November 8th, 1997. Nebraska 45 - Missouri 38 OT
As the game wore on, I started to wonder why we couldn't stop Corby Jones, and why Scott Frost was our starting QB. I wondered why it was so damn cold, and why we couldn't just beat these guys so I could warm my ass and get something to eat. We were sitting in the north end-zone, so everything that was transpiring in the final seconds was just a big blurry mess. First, confusion and despair....and then pure elation. You all know how this turned out:
Davison and Frost became household names that night, and we listened to the AM radio post-game coverage on the dark car ride home. One thing I remember was high-fiving and hugging my Dad, draped in rain gear, amidst the chaos. We didn't hug. Ever.
If I would have known that I'd never see another Husker game with him, I'd have taken a picture or something. Asked someone take a picture to commemorate the moment. Instead, all I have is the ticket stub tucked away in my cigar box at home and the memory of those last few rollercoaster minutes of sheer pain and joy. Someday, when I get my Husker basement / mancave built....this ticket will be the first thing framed and hung over the mantle.
Nebraska won the title that year. Dad passed away a few years later from heart failure. I wonder sometimes how gut-wrenching it would be if I had missed the chance to see that game with him. (I wonder if that poor bastard who gave up the tickets wishes he could've been there) Instead, I am able to say that he and I gave each other a once in a lifetime father-son experience. All those games we went to in the 80s and early 90s against the likes of Colorado State or Pacific were fun and all, but this one beat them all put together...and it taught me a valuable life lesson.
Always take free tickets.
My most respected player has to be either Corby Jones or Jeremy Maclin. My most hated? Chase Daniel a thousand times over. I wouldn't piss on him to put out a fire...
Your thoughts? Sad that Nebraska v. Mizzou is coming to an end? What was your favorite moment between these two?
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Of course the 1997 game!
That entire drive leading up to the final play was pretty unbelievable. If I recall, we actually dropped a spot after this game, and this was why the coach’s poll had to bump NU up a spot after the bowl game for the national title split. Had this game been the easy victory it should have been, there never would have been a debate about the 1997 national title.
Setting aside any distaste I may have for Mizzou fans, I must give some begrudging respect that they have been able to put together a program that at least maintains some consistency now, and doesn’t just pop up once every 10 years. I won’t miss seeing this “rivalry” come to an end, and not for the games we’ve lost to them recently, but just never really enjoyed the interaction with their fans.
2009 was pretty awesome...
Yeah, sure it’s the freshest in all of our minds. But give it some time and that game will stand out in the minds of Husker fans. Nothing will ever top 1997, but the 2009 game was a big deal. It put Nebraska on the fast track to win the Big 12 north. It snapped a 2-year streak of embarassing losses to Missouri. It was Ndamukong Suh’s emergence on to the national scene. It was an extremely epic 4th quarter comeback.
Other than watching Suh terrorize Missouri’s offense, the first 3 quarters sucked, and I was about to shut off the TV. A few of my friends had already quit watching. But then at the very end of 3rd quarter we converted a 3rd down and it looked like we were starting to put together a drive. I decided to stick around for a bit longer. Then the 4th quarter started. Zac Lee throws a bomb to Niles Paul, and we suddenly have life at 7-12. Missouri gets the ball back and Gabbert throws an interception to Suh. We score again on another TD pass to Niles Paul and suddenly it’s 14-12. Then Gabbert throws another INT and within such a short time the outlook of the game totally changed from “Mizzou might shut us out!” to “We’re dominating!” It was sweet! I’ll never forget that game!
my wife went to bed half way through the 3rd quarter
I couldn’t believe what happened in the 4th, great, great thursday night!
The audio trouble during last weekends OU game..
..reminded me of that game last year. People who were there said it was an eerie and surreal game to watch. And those fabulous photos in the rain….
"Not the victory but the action; Not the goal but the game;
In the deed the glory"
GO BIG RED!
by Brian Speers on Oct 27, 2010 9:09 PM CDT up reply actions
Easily the 97 game.
I’m from Tecumseh, NE, and was in the 9th grade in 97. My friends and I watched Matt Davison all through high school, he was an amazing athlete in football, baseball, basketball, and track and we loved him, he had recently led our school to the state basketball championship and a perfect record of 28-0 which up until this game was the coolest sporting moment we had ever been a part of.
Me and about 8 of my friends (and their parents of course) drove to KC on friday, stayed for the night, and then made the trek to Columbia the following day, we got there about an hour before game time and were all pretty excited because it was the first road game that most of us had been to at the time…we were also hoping that we won and that we would get a chance to watch Matt catch a few balls through the course of the game. Our emotions throughout the game went from high, to medium, to low, to what-the-F-are-we-doing…I know most of us had given up by the time we started to come back…after “the catch” no one really knew what the hell was going on, I remember Mizzou fans rushing the field (I would later find out that TV coverage went out about this time) only to be hurried off when they found out there was actually a touchdown.
The rest of the game went well as we all know, we won, and my friends and I hung around for quite some time by where the players were supposed to board the bus home, this is also when I began to dislike Mizzou fans as 5 or 6 drunk tiger fans came by and threw beer at us. We got a picture with grant wistrom (whom had his arms spread out around all 9 of us), and then we got to say hi to Matt…it was the greatest sporting memory of my child hood.
1976
Missouri – Nebraska was my first Husker game…. from an earlier story this year:
1976. It was my first Nebraska game – the Huskers were undefeated and the Tigers came to town. It was an excellent game – I remember it mostly because of Dave Butterfield. Nebraska had taken the lead in the fourth quarter – the Huskers had Missouri bottled up on their own two yard line, and Dave Butterfield gave up the longest pass play in Big Eight history – a 98-yard bomb that broke the hearts of Husker fans everywhere as Nebraska suffered their first loss of the season, 34-24, to the Missouri Tigers. I don’t know if it was Dave Butterfield’s fault or not, but my brother-in-law walked all the way back to the car repeatedly using his name with several adjectives, so I just assumed. Dave – if you’re reading this – maybe you could set the record straight?
And of course, ‘97. One of the best lines I ever heard was from a good friend who attended that game. After we scored and won in overtime, he said one of the Missouri fans turned to him and said "Don’t you have some cows you need to tend to?"
Hahahaha. Still makes me laugh after all these years.
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F***ing Dave Butterfield!!!!
I can almost hear it….
"Not the victory but the action; Not the goal but the game;
In the deed the glory"
GO BIG RED!
by Brian Speers on Oct 27, 2010 9:06 PM CDT up reply actions
As a Missouri Fan
My dad has taken me to most home games (especially big 8/12 games) since I was a kiddo… I remember the 1978 game when Mizzou beat the 2nd ranked Huskers in Lincoln (although I wasn’t at the game)… the next time we finally won I was older (25 years) and it took place in Columbia over #10 Nebraska 41-24… this was a big win for Mizzou after 25 year drought… You had mentioned a couple of respectable players – I would agree and have to add one that I highly respect from 2003 and that was Brad Smith… The 1997 game (which I was at) left a bitter taste in Mizzou fans mouths as we see that game like we see another game (which I attended) against 5th down Colorado 1990… we see both games ending with loses on illegal play’s and then both winning teams ending up National Champions…
Agreed.
I’m a Missouri fan too, and the 1997 Mizzou-Nebraska game is my earliest memory of Faurot Field. I was 8 years old, and was highly impressed with the Columbia atmosphere and the Tigers’ performance. I have always counted that as a Mizzou victory stolen by the officials, and would count it as my favorite Mizzou-NU moment still.
1983 is my favorite
My dad used to tape-record all NU games and keep them, and when I was young for some reason I would love re-watching the tape of that 1983 Nebraska at Missouri game. Some great runs from Rozier and great Gill-to-Fryar passes.
I just googled it and got this teaser of an NYT article:
Mike Rozier and his playmates in the awesome Nebraska backfield got off to a slow start today but finished with big performances to lead the nation’s No. 1-ranked team to a 34-13 triumph over Missouri. The victory was Nebraska’s 17th in a row, currently the longest winning streak of any major college team, and its seventh this season. Rozier, the tailback who leads the nation in rushing, scored 2 touchdowns on spectacular runs of 60 yards and 9 yards before a national television audience and a crowd of 72,348. Turner Gill, the Nebraska quarterback, threw touchdown passes of 38 yards and 4 yards to the third star of this backfield, Irving Fryar, who was ill throughout the game. And the unsung member of the quartet, the fullback Mark Schellen, scored on a 20- yard trap play straight up the middle.
That 60-yard Rozier run I vividly recall being a tip-toe special down the far sideline. Great game in a great season, with outstanding performances by several NU legends.
I don't even know when it was
… but probably around ‘73 or so. I’ll have to look it up.
Lyle Bremser was describing a loss to Mo on the radio. Oh could he paint a mental picture with words. But it seems there was sadness in my heart that day. My dad and my uncles were drinking Falstaff and shouting words I didn’t understand. I remember wondering how this could happen. Nebraska had the only good football team anywhere right?
No, its not my favorite memory of the Mizzery rivalry. You all have laid out the best in better detail above.
Its just that it is the earliest memory, as a born and raised Husker fan, I have been able to retain in my helmet-to-helmet squished skull.
So if you want to know why I hope the Missouri Tigers never win a football game again …
After I made this post
My dad called me. So I asked him about that game and he remembered something about it. He said my grandfather made this one uncle of mine from Joplin listen to the radio by himself in his car.
OK I feel a little better.
Oh boy..me too.
And it’s only 10am….
"Not the victory but the action; Not the goal but the game;
In the deed the glory"
GO BIG RED!
by Brian Speers on Oct 29, 2010 9:44 AM CDT up reply actions

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