I will post here every morning until foley is canned. Perhaps the Tony white news has delayed the inevitable, one can only hope that’s why this guy hasn’t been kicked to the curb yet
I’ve resurfaced friends. I’ve been making my way on foot from Lincoln heading west since I originally made this post 2 months ago. Had i known Ed would still be employed as of this writing I would’ve told you I’d be in the Pacific Ocean by now.
It’s been a hard, cold and bitter journey. While my spirits were lifted by the “meh” win over Boston college, they were quickly dampened when I crossed over the Wyoming border and realized I was in hell.
I kept on my journey. Made it thru Utah, but kept getting held up by these god damn annoying pop up ads on this site. I swear, I would’ve made it all the way around the world by now if I didn’t have to X out every 30 seconds on a random ad as I type. Society these days, I blame Obama.
anyways, I had to do a line of the devil’s dandruff off a vagrants backside to make it thru Nevada, it was halfway thru the line he let me know he was an Iowa fan and I had to let him know, “I’m better than this.”
I crossed over to California on foot when I heard the news Ekeler was coming home. Upon finding the nearest township I asked for the location to the nearest pay phone so I could call home to my wife and let her know I was coming home. The conversation was short, she promptly let me know that she filed for divorce 45 days prior on grounds that a man shouldn’t care this much about a special teams coach for 18-24 year olds. I told her my priorities were in line and i don’t regret a thing. I was met with silence, unsure if we got disconnected or if she hung up. I guess I’ll find out the status of my marriage when I return to the homestead.
Im still stuck here in the Sierras trying to navigate both an ever changing college football landscape and a steep slope side at once. I’m not sure if this journal entry will make it to this here forum but if it does, just know I’ve tried my hardest. Sometimes our best simply isn’t good enough and perhaps I’ve stumbled into the fallacy that all great men get stuck in.
Anyways, wish me luck. I’m still hunkered down in the sierras, waiting for a reason to be elated about husker football again. Until next time I resurface with WiFi…