Did anybody catch FSU converting a third-and-28 with a 56-yard TD pass – from the backup quarterback into triple coverage, no less – to tie last night’s game at 13-all?
For some reason, I find that strangely reassuring.
If anyone can figure out what these guys are up to, let me know.
That’s one helluva commute from Miami to upstate New York. On the other hand, I’m not sure the NCAA has to host a men’s lacrosse tournament anymore, as the ACC’s will be awesome with the addition of Syracuse.
A few things to note, three games in:
I’m afraid I missed this moment yesterday, although I wish I hadn’t.
… The game was such a laugher that by the end Richt had to step in to prevent what he felt would be a mistake: Tight end Orson Charles playing defense.
The junior had apparently convinced defensive coordinator Todd Grantham to allow him to play on defense if the score became lopsided. Charles was heading onto the field with the defense late in the game, but that’s when Grantham ran the idea behind Richt, who vetoed it.
“There’s no way,” Richt said. “He was mad at me. But I said, ‘Look, Coach Grantham kept his promise to you, I made him break it.’ ”
Obligatory caveat: yes, it was a game against a 1-AA opponent which has gotten more attention from its head coach’s weird rant than it has for its play on the field and whose nickname when pronounced properly sounds more like a men’s choral group than a football team. (Maybe that’s because there is a men’s choral group with that name.)
Yeah, well, anyway, we’ve seen Georgia play too many times down to the level of its opposition. And that’s by far the best thing I took away from yesterday’s game. The team showed up focused and with a sense of purpose. And maintained it all game, especially on defense. It’s only one game and it was against the weakest opponent they’ll see all year, but if the Dawgs had to start somewhere to try to redeem the season, getting locked in and staying there was the right place.
In case you’re wondering, the worst thing I took away from yesterday was this lousy sunburn, on a day where the weather forecasters totally blew it. Lesson learned: any September game when it’s not raining, I’ll take sunblock.
On to the details: