IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT’S Monday! Meaning it’s time to hop into that orange-and-green convertible and slide-slide-slippity-slide into a fantastic voyage through my Cane-infused brain like it’s the summer of 1994.
1) It’s over. I mean, I cared about this game about as much as the players seemed to: ZERO. I don’t have much to say about it. Pitt ran at will. Jared Wayne caught touchdowns at will. We had three QBs play in the first three series and two threw interceptions. More clown shoes to add to the clown closet.
2) The real question to be asked is: when was the last time the Canes had a season this bad?