Fraudulent charges on my debit card forced me to visit my bank Tuesday morning. Somebody in Oklahoma took my debit card numbers and went on a $500 spending spree online to Lowe's, Home Depot and Dominos.
So I go into my BECU branch and sit down with a customer service specialist. We go through the paperwork to shut down my card and issue a new one. Amid this we talk football. Turns out the guy lurks on Hardcore Husky a couple times a week. He's jacked up about the season and thinks the team will play for the National Championship. Okay, whatever.
I tell the guy that I've lost interest but used to be the biggest Husky fan anywhere. He says it was weird that I'm running a site devoted to the Huskies when I've lost interest. I say "tell me about it."
Then I trot out my standard line that I recite almost like a badge of honor. "Seriously, if you put a gun to my head, I couldn't even name you the starting offensive line."
The guy challenges me to do so. (Wasn't expecting that). And guess what, I actually named four out of five (forgot about Jesse Sosebee).
But the moment of truth came when he asked me what type of card I wanted. Did I wish to stick with the standard red debit card? Or did I want the UW card? Gimme the red, I tell him. He starts punching computer buttons. I hold up my hand and tell him hang on. Let me think for a moment.
Most of the people that had run the Husky football program into the ground are long gone now. A couple of the main people inside the athletic department that impeded my efforts to sound the alarm are gone. And sure, there are a couple of media scrubs like Kim Grinolds and Softy hanging on. But whatever. It fills me with quiet joy to know that they hate Hardcore Husky.
But Jen Cohen is doing a fantastic job as athletic director. As a fan, I could not ask for more than what she's doing. Back when she was hired, I was talking with Carol James, the widow of former UW coach Don James. I told Carol that I was jaded and felt like the Cohen hire was nepotism. I said we should brace ourselves for the same old same old. But Carol insisted that there was a whole new feel in the athletic department now. She told me to have faith that brighter days were ahead of us.
And recently I told Carol that she was right and I was wrong. Just look where we're at. The football program that I've loved since I was five years old is firing on all cylinders with Coach Petersen. We made the playoffs last year. The embarrassing OOC schedule is being rectified by Cohen (we're playing the Auburn f'in Tigers to open next season). We're in much better shape financially. Frankly, I should be as fired up about the Huskies as I am my Woodinville Falcons. There's nothing to be jaded by except old grudges.
The banker service rep is looking at me. He asks me again what card I want. I can't believe I'm doing this, I say, but give me the friggin' UW card. He smiles broadly. He's smiling again right now as he reads this article I'm sure. I can't give him FREE PUB!! though because I don't think he wants his name mentioned. But whatever.
Time for me to get reacquainted with this team and roster again. I've got to at least try. The season starts Friday.