It almost seems impossible that we’re finally arriving at the time when this article would need to be written. Much the same way we thought we would never see the day Georges Niang would finally graduate and take off his Iowa State jersey for the final time, Brock Purdy’s final game at Jack Trice Stadium almost doesn’t feel real. It always felt like a far-off inevitability, more like the day the Sun eventually runs out of hydrogen in a few billion years than any sort of impending event that needed to be prepared for and processed.
Yet, here we are, just days away from the last time Brock Purdy touches the “Honor Before Victory” sign and emerges from the tunnel to a thunderous crowd of Cyclones on a crisp autumn afternoon.