College football is a seasonal thing. As a fanbase, we spend out winters rehashing the omens––good or ill––from the season before. Spring finds sports writers and their laziest and least informed. It's not their fault, this drought of truly useful information, but so many eye catching headlines destined to be forgotten are printed here. Summer is potential and hearsay congealing into the shape of a football team. We get our depth charts, our final rosters, and count the days until kickoff. Then there's fall.
Fall is reality. I've been along for every year of the Pelini tenure. Seven trips on the merry-go-round, so to speak––enough to make me hesitant about grandiose predictions before seeing a full non-conference schedule fill in the gaps. Being a part of the Nebraska fanbase during this time has been nothing if not instructive. We have seen some incredible things––again, good and ill––during Pelini's time. And while this post should not be mistaken with the Nebraska football program standing on the mountaintop, after so many trips around this seasonal thrill ride, an inkling I had in spring may turn out to be real. I think it's finally safe to say it's happening. Nebraska is taking the shape of the team it needs to be to bring trophies back to Lincoln.
You start with Ameer. Who wouldn't? Barrels of ink will be spilt praising his performance last night, but speaking for myself (and avoiding a string of well-deserved adjectives), this guy is beyond. Talk about his play, talk about his leadership. Talk about the fact that gravity seems to leave him the f*ck alone. Talk about whatever, but thank the football gods he's on our side, and credit our staff for finding him wandering around somewhere in Alabama.
Tim Beck. You've caused a lot of damage to my liver since you became coordinator (I learned in AA step one is to always blame other people for your problems). At times I thought your plot to kill me would succeed, but at some point between Taylor Martinez making his merciful exit and last night, you had a revelation. That revelation was to win games at Nebraska, you need to commit to a physical, option-oriented run game––and don't leave it for another woman. I commend you for your game plan and the discipline you showed in sticking with it for four quarters. I hope you stick with it for the rest of your career. You bludgeoned and demoralized a mouthy, trashy team and sent them packing back to Miami. I suspect we are waiting for a more consistent #2 at tailback, but Ameer will get some rest another night. Maybe next Saturday.
Tommy Armstrong is a player we've been waiting for. He's good-not-great, exactly what I thought he'd be, but he does a few simple things well, and his unselfish, intelligent play is the axis around which the offense rotates.
Our defense has a weakness or two, but my sense of the game was that Miami was simply doing some things right. Kaaya was on the money several times last night. You do have to tip your hat. You also have to tip your hat to a secondary that forced game-closing turnovers. Barring too many injuries, Pelini defenses tend to get better the more they play. Let's hope the trend continues. There is some eye-popping talent on that side as well, and the distance between where they are and dominance is not so far as it may appear.
One sportscaster likened the first three games to quizzes and the Miami game as the final test of the non-con. We completed 3/3 and passed the test with flying colors. We're 4-0. We're talented, tested, and the offensive blueprint is in place at long last. It's a long march to the end of the season, but I have not been this optimistic about Nebraska football and the direction of this program in a very, very long time. As of today, everything is in front of us, including a spot in the final four.
I could not be more f'ing proud of this team.