I’m going to keep this intro short, because I’m tired and there’s no point trying to move the focus from the game itself. This is shaping up as one of the most exciting weekends in UW sports history. Andrew and I just got back from the basketball exhibition game, where the Huskies dismantled Seattle Pacific and Tony Wroten showed nothing to take away the excitement surrounding him. More on that in a couple of days.
Between the emotion of the last game at Husky Stadium and all of the former players and festivities surrounding it, there’s going to be a lot of intrigue. What remains to be seen is whether that intrigue will carry into the game or not. If Oregon rattles off a quick three touchdowns, the night will just turn sad in a hurry. If the Huskies can hang in there all night, though, we might see some magic.
You never know how these things are going to go. You can put as much or as little emphasis on the non-game stuff as you want, but it still mostly comes down to the teams on the field. Hopefully, the Huskies will give us one more memory in the old stadium.
I want the Huskies to win tomorrow more than any game I can remember in recent history. The Ducks are annoying, I have sports hate for them, but more than anything I just want to see UW take that next step, from good to potentially great. Andrew was right yesterday in his declaration that no matter what anybody says, this game is impossible to predict. You wouldn’t think it would be, given the Ducks recent dominance over Washington (7 straight wins of 20+ points), but this is a particularly intriguing matchup, full of possibilites. The only way I can think to sort all the factors, is to rank each facet of the game, on a scale of 1-5. This is absurb, by the way, but bear with me. Oregon offense-5; Oregon defense-3.5; UW offense-4; UW defense-1.5; Home field-UW +1; Special teams-UO +1; Coaching-even. This scientific breakdown tells me Oregon-9.5, UW-6.5. Now all I have to do is multiple x4 to get the actual score (this works every time).
I don’t really believe the Huskies are going to win, but I’m not going to pick the Ducks. I’m sick of the Ducks. I’m sick of the Mariners losing and Isaiah Thomas going pro and Pete Carroll in general and especially losing to the Ducks. Do something good for once, Seattle sports people! Don’t lose to the Ducks!
UW 45, Oregon 43
I mentioned in a post last night that this game is hard to predict. Seeing how I haven’t had much luck with my predictions this year (although last week’s was pretty spot on), I imagine I’ll be wrong. For the Dawgs to have any chance they’ll have to stop the Ducks running game. Well, not stop it because no one can do tha,t but maybe they could slow it down a little bit behind the strength of the 12th Dawg (a raucous crowd) and the 13th Dawg (the Seattle weather). Since my predictions aren’t usually right in these type of games I’m going to say that the Huskies lose 65-21 (yes, the same score as Stanford-UW), the Big Boi gets into a fight with a drunk Duck fan, the 1991 team gets stuck in traffic and doesn’t show up, Don James decides that he likes the Cougars better, and the South End of the stadium completely collapses during halftime, setting the renovation back 6 years. Please God, don’t let any of that happen. Go Dawgs!
By the way, here’s what else Andrew wrote in his prediction email to me. I thought it should be shared. I’m Big Boi, by the way. Matthew is Big Boi (but not that Big Boi, the rapper from Outkast). It’s a long story.
Hey big boi! Did I ever tell you that I killed a duck once. I was driving dad’s pickup on terrace heights drive and there was a duck in the middle of the road. I tried to stop in time but he didn’t move and then he was right under the truck and tried to fly up. I looked in the rear-view mirror and there was a dead duck in the middle of the road. I felt bad. Maybe God’s been punishing me ever since by the Ducks winning the football game. Or maybe the Huskies just had Tyrone Willingham as a coach. That seems more likely.
Anyway…. I’m a duck, quack quack! I have webbed feet and float around in a lake and sometimes I pee in the same place I float! I’m a loser! Now, I’m a husky! roof roof! I eat ducks for breakfast but I’ve stopped since I don’t like the taste of webbed feet. They’re dumb too and lower my IQ! WOOF WOOF! BARK BARK! BEWARE DUCKS, I’m a DAWG!!!