So, that's it. It came in like a confused lion and went out with a phef. Phef = fart cloud. It was, somehow, the most exciting and devastatingly disappointing season in my lifetime. At Least that I can remember. If I take my heart out of it, it's sort of what I expected. If I take my brain out of it, it's a disaster and the world is falling apart around me.
I'm not sure how I feel. The short answer is that I just don't care. I mean, I care about Husker football but I don't care what they do. It's beyond me, I don't have the answers; I'm not sure what's wrong. Maybe it's Tommy, maybe it's Banker, maybe it's Riley. Maybe it's the fan base. Maybe it's the "Solich Curse".
Maybe it's just par for the course.
The one thing I do know, is that I'm glad the season is over. For the first time in my life, I'm glad there won't be a game next week. We might get to play a bowl game that we don't deserve, but for the most part, that's a wrap for nine months and I'm happy. My heart just couldn't take it for one more week. I could possibly have died if there was one more gut wrenching last minute loss.
I guess, I'll take the next month to reflect on what I could have done better to help the Huskers this season. I suggest you do the same because at the looks of it they need all the help they can get next year.
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