Last week’s game sent me into hibernation for a good chunk of this week, and I wasn’t sure how I’d recover. Like, how could Matt Luke and his staff not get any grief for the state of this program, given that they were pretty much all here while the talent dissipated and everything was ruined? HOW COULD THEY — Ok. Ok. Breathe.
Anyway, one morning this week I was shuttered in emotional darkness and happened to wake up early. How was I going to somehow recuperate given that this weekend’s game against Kent State means absolutely nothing? I couldn’t just be wrecked for two weeks.