How’s it Go - ’Expect to Win’?

This Is Officer Lee Groinman, That’s Right, Washington’s Most Disturbed Cop…

Disturbing, that’s what it is, these last two performances by these dawgs. The Oregon game. The last dance at the old house, an emotional event for the fans, akin to defending the Alamo. But maybe not to the kids in the costumes, just the fans. I hear we don’t teach as much history these days…

Eight days of football. The Oregon game, a game I was so sure of winning. The SC game, a game I was so sure of losing. All in the span of eight days.

So what in tarnation happened?

“We’re playing with house money.”

Was coach Sark’s comment after hitting the lofty 6 win mark against an Arizona squad fresh off the firing of their coach. House money.

I thought we then lost the ‘house money’ in Palo Alto to a guy named Luck…

I’m done with Stanford, I’m done with Oregon. Say what you want, but SC is disturbing. Has Sark lost this team, or just his mind? Nine carries by Chris Polk, more sideline passes, the ones that have never worked, a promising fullback, gone missing in action.

And Sark would be playing Keith Price, even if he needed a wheel chair…

WSU brings in that freshmen Holliday kid and he goes lights out. While Sark is afraid to play Nick Montana, a red-shirt freshman who has been in the program for nearly three years.

A little shout out to Andy Rooney;

Did ya’ ever notice that Nick Montana’s receivers actually catch the ball? And why is that?

And why are we passing the ball when our receivers would just as soon drop those balls?

And why are we passing the ball anyway, when we’ve got a runner like Chris Polk?

I’m very disturbed here folks, of course many of you already knew that. The truth is, to quote a famous preacher, is that “there’s something very, very, wrong with us.”

We play a wounded quarterback, we throw the ball too much, we drop the ball too much, and we don’t run the ball too much.

Then there’s all that blocking and tackling stuff…

But let’s keep it down to the basics here folks, it’s only the middle of November…both lines have regressed, the ‘D’, outside of Ta’amu just takes up space, while the ‘O’ has trouble sustaining a block and can’t even spell ‘pass-blocking’.

While Keith Price takes another beating. And the beat goes on…

That Sark, he sure is a bull-headed creature, especially for being such a young buck; maybe that’s the deal…

But ya’ know what disturbs me?

The intensity, the fire in the gut, the sense of urgency, the motivation, the will to win.

I met Jeb, a guy down at the Orting ‘Occupy Wall Street Rally’. “What up Jeb?”

“Not much, and we ain’t got any.”

That’s right folks, ‘we ain’t got any’.

Well we better get some quick, or this season is in the Orting outhouse. Not sure about you, but I’ll be darned if I want to back into some Sun Bowl because we got ‘lofty’ win number six against an Arizona squad a month ago…

No Sir! I didn’t see much ‘Expectin’ to Win’ there last Saturday against the Trojans. I saw a bunch of smiling happy Jacks. They think it’s funny?

This team now reminds me of some of those last Lambo coached teams, the ones where the offensive line couldn’t remember the snap count, the receivers ran the wrong routes, dropped the ball on the right routes, defenders out of position, run over if in the right position…

Yup, I’ve seen this before, and it better get fixed quick, as in yesterday...

Oregon State and Washington State are looming next on the schedule. A month ago everyone had these games circled in the win column. I figure this Husky team did too. I wonder what they’re thinkin’ now, or even if they’re doin’ their own thinkin’…

Sark! It’s time to right this ship, do it today!

DO YOU HEAR ME!

And Sark? RUN THE DAMN BALL!

So Keith Price gets a much deserved day off? Maybe Sark didn’t want to start Montana against SC; he saves him from the starting against SC on-the-road fire and preps him for the Beaver’s. Maybe not so bull-headed after all. That Sark, a crafty little devil…

And now Oregon State, the Beav’s. The wife Gloria is a Beav. If that don’t beat all. This is gonna be one of those weeks seen best from the rear view mirror.

Holy crapes…

Oh, and guess what? Oregon State and Washington State? They don’t like the Huskies all that much, and both games are not played in magical Husky Stadium, where all things are possible, well at least they were until November 5^th…

Come on Wally, it’s the Beav. Let Montana make the easy throws, roll him out a bit, pound the rock with Mr. Polk, and don’t forget, you’ve got a couple of tight ends. Cut down on the missed tackles, get a couple or more turnovers, and we’ll call it good…Get your minds right.

All is forgiven, until next time…

GRUMBLINGS; Call it a bad omen if you will, but the days before the SC game, on the message boards? You could hardly find a thread dealing with the SC game itself. Husky fans far and wide were more concerned about Penn State and Joe Paterno. Penn State will be fine. Joe Pa and coach Sandusky not so much. Nope, you couldn’t even find a thread on what color pants the Huskies should wear, not even an entry song to come out to. But hey, it was an away game. Everyone prolly just figured that Traveler, the SC horse would just come out and be playin’ ‘Conquest’ on his trumpet…

Well, like many of you folks, I had the pleasure of watching that SC game from one of the prison TV rooms. Inmates are not allowed to wear hats indoors, so they carry those hats around with them. Then, when I’m not there or not looking, they wear them. Anyway, I see lots of duck hats these days, very disturbing. Many of those Oregon hats are owned by meth heads.

And why is that Mr. Andy Rooney?

Prolly the ever-changing uniforms or costumes that Oregon wears, kinda’ like tweakin’…

“Kill the hats! Here comes Groinman!”

I’ve always liked that…

And it’s always nice to leave those prison walls and come home to my own digs. Good to have one of these, my own dog Bella there waiting. Kinda’ comforts the soul, on these days that so do try men’s souls…

So I get home after a long day yesterday. The wife Gloria reports; “Lee you won’t believe it. We had an owl in the garage, all day long. I think it’s gone now, it was so cute!”

An owl in the garage? What kinda’ omen is that! Owls are mysterious and a sign of the occult. Sure enough, owl poop on my red torque monster…

Montana has a comin’ out party; the dawgs hang 40 on the beavs…

GO DAWGS!

YOU HEAR ME!

THE FEATURED DAWG OF THE WEEK!

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Complete with dirty face….       Takin’ a snack….                         Flirtin’ with boyfriends….

SNOWBALL, like in a snowball’s chance in hell the UW won’t win out, that’s the ticket. Snowball and her pals can be seen at www.wamal.com Ready for adoption now.