One might make a case for three things that just might have appeared obvious concerning our offense yesterday if one was so inclined. The lead story is we have a solid group of guys that just play well with each other.
We had a mixture of flashes combined with a steady workman like effort to beat a pretty good USC defense last night. We almost eliminated all ugly. It was obvious that we had all eleven focused and they stayed ready to keep from getting ready. Well done men.
This offense is at best a work in progress. We had some individual star quality plays but overall we lack polish and coordination. The effort is much better than the results indicate in too many instances. It's hard to figure out why we get in a bigger hurry to fail to execute certain plays. Is there any real rhyme or reason to the thought process of calling plays amongst our faculty of number callers?
You get inside by mid morning during the dog days---18 holes wrapped by 10 am or so and away you go. Always reminds me of the song "what a day for a daydream". Once the adult beverages rinse the dust out of my throat I enjoy visiting with my make believe brother Darrell and my other brother Darrell concerning the outlook for Tom's gridiron bunch this year, including recruiting the lifeblood of the program.
The term thud made it's way into my vocabulary at some point during the 70's. I first thought it to be very large human beings running to the football---you know, thudding along. By definition I came to understand thud meant full ass boom to the ball and then play "touch" without impeding the runners progress down the field. Where's the fun in that?
Every now and then I find reason to appreciate exactly why I'm so glad my days of teaching this wonderful game are history. I find keeping up with the new fangled discoveries contrary to every rule that so guided my career. Damn, we were so fundamentally dependent compared to the swashbuckling attitude today's game offers---hate to admit it but we were far less exciting to the appetite and by extension the ulcers. Mystic
Did you ever have to make up your mind? Say as to one and let the other one slide. There's that to deal with. Thinking back on Texas DC Todd Orlando's defense last year I don't get far before realizing the effect Poona Ford had on coach's game-planning and probably more important the particular play calls he could depend upon from week to week. Orlando definitely had to have the four man DL ready in case of a missing Poona dominance each week.
This has been about the damnedest ride in many a year for us junkies. Hiring Herman has certainly been a hoot in so many different directions. Attempting to read his mind is about akin to winning the lottery. The variety of thoughts mired in my limited capacity has amounted to an endless stream of wtf's too often but I still smile when I say that.