We Love No Other

This FTS is From The Field. The very cold, slippery, snowy, awesome field. 8-4, baby. 

I recorded this on my drive to Wisconsin. So if you detect me being chipper here, it’s because the 27-10 loss hadn’t happened yet. But here’s me answering questions from Slack for 90 minutes. 

I'm flabbergasted. Confused. That's just not the kind of game we play against a 3-7 football team. This is me trying to process it for 17 minutes. 

Come for the football talk, stay for the old man ranting about children climbing on a howitzer. 

This is one of the more random From The Standses that I've recorded. It bounces around a lot. But I stuck my phone up to my face and recorded 20 minutes after a terrible loss. 

Not much you can say. We handed them the game on a silver platter. 

I paced for half of the third quarter and all of the fourth quarter. And, in a game where we were favored by 8.5, we won by 16. This whole "calmly win on the road with big plays" thing will require some adjustments on my part. 

It’s rather chaotic because I nearly passed out after the field goal went through but here’s ten minutes from the stands. 

There are no words. But here are some words about what has to be one of the worst losses by a top-10 team in the history of college football. 

I have no idea why this one is 15 minutes long. I didn't really say much of anything. But here's tonight's From The Stands.