Turnabout is fair play

The Cy-Hawk: A bizarre, Frankensteinian raptor hybrid found almost exclusively in north-central Iowa.

Seeing as dmbmeg did so much to cheer us up when we tried to asphyxiate ourselves (no link; those photos are more disturbing every time I look at them) after Michigan's 0-2 start, I thought I would return the favor by helping the healing begin with her and her Hawkeyes in light of their disastrous 15-13 loss to Iowa State, a team that previously mustered no signs of life against Kent State and Northern Iowa.

Losing to Iowa State is the football equivalent of spilling your coffee in your lap when someone asks you to check what time it is. It takes ... some real doing. And yet the Hawkeyes just scalded their own junk again, for the ninth time in 12 years. The mind reels.

So I figured I could cheer up Megan by taking Iowa in NCAA '08 and trouncing some ketchup-and-mustard-dressed Cyclone ass. A couple lessons were learned in Iowa's closer-than-it-should-have-been 21-14 win:

My fucked up TV makes it really hard to read the coverage on the split end. I threw a short out against what turned out to be zone coverage for a painful Pick 6. AGH, IT BURNS!!!

Man, Dominique Douglas sure is good. Too bad his yen for fine haberdashery outweighed his desire for playing time. I made a lot of hay with his virtual doppelgänger on post routes. (To be fair, I'd make hay on post routes to a lineman if he was lined up at the X spot).

Oh, the road to the Rose Bowl is filled with temptation.

Clearly, Iowa State casts a spell of stupidity on Iowa players whenever they share the same field. I picked off one of the game's first passes, only to fumble it back, and I later had a silly fumble on next to no contact on a key rushing play, but thankfully that one rolled right to a lineman. Huzzah for the fat guys. Otherwise, this post might have gone very differently indeed.

In summary, Yes, I know I certainly am one to talk, I'm sincerely sorry you lost to Iowa State and have now contracted Transitive Property Herpes, but hey: At least you guys can't possibly lose again to Michigan this year.

And I went out and won you the Cy Hawk trophy. You can come over and gaze at it's jury-rigged glory any time.