I love following Northwestern football. Even when they've been good, that's generally hard to do. And they usually haven't been all that good. Better over the past decade, but still you're always on the edge of your seat wondering....
They've been lousy this year. Going into today's game they were 1-2, and that's only because they beat that national powerhouse, Western Illinois. And had trouble with them. Today, they were playing Penn State. An actual, traditional national powerhouse. Who's 4-0 this year. Ranked #27 in the country. And playing at Penn State on Homecoming, with over 107,000 Penn State fans in the stadium.
Penn State was a big 11-point favorite. My dad -- who's a far bigger lover of Northwestern football fan than even me (having had season tickets to their games for 50 years, including during their record-setting 34-game losing streak -- was quipping that the game would likely be over at 10:15. It was starting at 10 AM.
Northwestern won. Actually, they didn't just win, they crushed Penn State 29-6. And it easily could have been 37-6. They missed two extra points, had a very short field goal which they bypassed for a fake, and missed a makeable field goal. (And they also scored a touchdown on a fumble recovery that the officials called a dropped pass and negated the score.)
I'm okay with that, mind you. If they'd lost by seven points I'd have been shocked. That they won by 23 is just fine by me...
Robert J. Elisberg is a political commentator, screenwriter, novelist, tech writer and also some other things that I just tend to keep forgetting.
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