We're Number One (oh-Seven)
This just in, news for the New Year: Cuse is ranked number one hundred and seven in Division 1-A. That’s 107, out of only 119. Which means that there may be as many as twelve teams worse than us, if the rankings are accurate. We’ll have a chance to see that in week eight, when we play Buffalo, presently ranked below us at 109, but sporting a heady 1-1 record after a dominating victory over Temple, which finds itself at 118, second from last in all of Division 1-A. Too bad we don’t have them on our schedule anymore. Instead, we face three ranked teams, all in the top thirteen nationally, over the next five games. By the time we play Buffalo on October 20, the Orange could still be looking for their first win.
Every year since I can remember, fall meant college football. Not that we don’t have NFL games, but fall afternoons in Archibold, with the leaves turning, and Floyd Little breaking tackles; and later on games in the Dome, fifty thousand strong, the crowd roaring. The noise was absolutely deafening when Kirby DarDar returned the opening kickoff for a score against Florida. Can you imagine that today? The Orange led the Gators by something like 31-7 at halftime. What are the chances we’ll ever see that again?
Anyway, the hopes this fall are for a late baseball season, the RedSox playing when the temperatures drop, and you can see the breath coming out of Beckett and Schilling as they blow on their hands to keep them warm. And if all goes well, it will only be a couple weeks after baseball ends, before the hoops season starts, and Cuse plays in the pre-season NIT. That’s where we finished last year, Josh Wright tossing up an ill-considered three, which seemed to symbolize the year’s shortcomings. But even as disappointing as last season was, we still saw some good games in the Dome; we had our first look at the new PH; and we were left with hope for the coming year.
I know we’re supposed to reflect on weightier matters as the New Year approaches, but we’ll have time for that in the coming days. For now, Go Sox, and let’s hope the Orange live up to expectations.
Every year since I can remember, fall meant college football. Not that we don’t have NFL games, but fall afternoons in Archibold, with the leaves turning, and Floyd Little breaking tackles; and later on games in the Dome, fifty thousand strong, the crowd roaring. The noise was absolutely deafening when Kirby DarDar returned the opening kickoff for a score against Florida. Can you imagine that today? The Orange led the Gators by something like 31-7 at halftime. What are the chances we’ll ever see that again?
Anyway, the hopes this fall are for a late baseball season, the RedSox playing when the temperatures drop, and you can see the breath coming out of Beckett and Schilling as they blow on their hands to keep them warm. And if all goes well, it will only be a couple weeks after baseball ends, before the hoops season starts, and Cuse plays in the pre-season NIT. That’s where we finished last year, Josh Wright tossing up an ill-considered three, which seemed to symbolize the year’s shortcomings. But even as disappointing as last season was, we still saw some good games in the Dome; we had our first look at the new PH; and we were left with hope for the coming year.
I know we’re supposed to reflect on weightier matters as the New Year approaches, but we’ll have time for that in the coming days. For now, Go Sox, and let’s hope the Orange live up to expectations.
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