Thorny Issue

[Below is actually the second article of it's particular sort that I've seen in a week. I'll show you an excerpt and then I have a comment about it after . . . .]

Victory has UO donning rose-colored glasses
By George Schroeder
Register-Guard columnist
Appeared in print: Sunday, Oct 11, 2009 ,

PASADENA, Calif. — He never considered anything else. The ball came floating down, and Kenjon Barner was standing in the end zone, but he knew what he was going to do.

“Just run.”

Barner caught the kickoff two yards deep, and he looked up, and “I just saw holes.” And the question today is: Do you see the possibilities?

Because 100-plus yards later, Barner was in the other end zone. Oregon had the lead, and “everybody was going crazy,” according to Talmadge Jackson III.

And after a huge win on a Saturday set up for a setback, it’s fair to wonder where else these Ducks might be going.

“We’ll be back!” wide receiver Garrett Embry was telling teammates on the Rose Bowl sidelines in the final moments of a 24-10 win over UCLA, and there was no mistaking his meaning.

Yeah, we’re a long, long way from Jan. 1, only halfway through with the season. But if you were still looking for reasons to believe in this Oregon team, consider the context. . . . .

[Ya, about that . . . . . I have a thought on the dreaming and the tantalising talk of such a prospect. . .

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SHUT UP!!!

Do you want to ruin this? Oregon still has six perfectly losable games left. And now is not the time to act like drunken dreamy Coug fans who always go, "We won five games. That Rose Bowl is as good as ours! No one can stop us! We deserve it!"

And then they lose the next one and they're right back to their fickle bi-polar, "Our team sucks."

Don't tempt Duck fans into falling for that same trap.

Just ask any Beaver fan who bought a dozen roses and brought them to the Civil War game in Corvallis last year. Ask them if they can remember any previous $25 purchase that was a BIGGER waste. Do they remember a time when they felt any stupider than that night when they held those wilted, beaten, stomped roses while watching their wilted, beaten, stomped football team? We Ducks would like to think we're smarter.

NOW HERE THIS. That particular flowery bowl is the one bowl of which the name must NEVER be uttered to, by, or on behalf of any Duck fans until late evening December 3rd -- the end of the Civil War. Until then, you must not speak of the 'R' word. Don't even hint about it. No (reddish) colored glasses. No smelling of anything.

Because I will show you red.

I will give you something to smell if you don't . . .

SHUT UP!!!

--kb]