There was never and there will never be a time where we go undefeated every year, our coaches don't make mistakes and our kids play perfectly. There was never and there will never be a time when we go 10 years without blowing a bunch of games we shouldn't or getting close to a new level and don't quite get there.
However, that's not why I enjoy Husky football. I like it because it's a meaningful tradition for me and my family and the reason I hated Gilby/Ty/Sark was because they weren't living up to the standards for what we can be as a program. Rick wasn't in '01 and '02 either and Lambo had about 2 games his whole career where he looked like he could coach (as a HC).
Finally, we have a coach that comes here with the kind of pedigree everyone around here thought we should be able to hire in the first fucking place... I'm fucking excited.
The point of hating Ty/Gilby/Sark etc. wasn't saying anything but perfection should get a coach fired -- it was saying they don't mean the standards for fucking WASHINGTON (hi Aubs!) football.
How serious do we really need to be about this? Fuck Sark. He's gone and probably has a pretty bad suite of STDs to go along with his coke habit. He's where he belongs (well, obviously he belongs at a Chili's in Reseda weighing in at a busty 255 telling waitresses about his new gig as the OC for San Diego State, but whatever, that's quibbling) and fuck him.
I didn't become jaded because of Sark, I wanted him fucking gone so we could get a decent coach. We got one. We're about to start the season and I'm pumped.
Bring all the black and white footage and crisp fall afternoons on you want. Being a Doog is saying you wish Sark luck and that we should be thankful for his service. Being a Doog is embracing mediocrity and low standards.
Being a Doog is not looking at our 1990 team and thinking they didn't set a standard for us. Fuck that shit man.
If we're going to bash our 1990 team's Rose Bowl performance, I'm fucking OUT.
Fuck Sark. He's gone and probably has a pretty bad suite of STDs to go along with his coke habit. He's where he belongs (well, obviously he belongs at a Chili's in Reseda weighing in at a busty 255 telling waitresses about his new gig as the OC for San Diego State, but whatever, that's quibbling) and fuck him.
10+ wins or Woodward fires him on the 50 yard line of the Apple Cup. Nothing changes. It's OK to get excited, boobs. We haven't had a real reason to be pumped up in over a decade.
Anybody that thinks that you're going to win at the highest levels every year has never played sports in their life. Winning is hard. The margin that separates winning and losing is often very, very small.
The reason I fell in love with Washington and why Saturday afternoons during the Fall mean so much to me is because of what it represents. It represents tradition. It represents work. It represents effort. It represents doing your best and giving your all. It represents playing for the person next to you as much and more than playing for yourself. And when all of those things are done right, it represents excellence at the highest level.
This is a world class institution located in one of the best cities in the world. We (the University, its alumni, and supporters) should never accept that we're not good enough. The only limit on how good we can be is ourselves and what we consider to be acceptable or not.
If we go 8-4 each year and are representative of what want, then I'm ok with that if that's the best that we can do. But if we go 8-4, we should have a burning drive to want to be better than 8-4 the next year.
And if there's anything about the last 10+ years it has been that those that have been guiding the University of Washington football program have not possessed the kind of drive and determination to be anything less than accepting of being mediocre (or worse).
I know that this is cliche, but the role of a football coach at a University isn't just to win football games, it's also to prepare his players for life after college. The great coaches are the ones where you look at his players 20 years after they graduate and they are successful regardless of whether they played professionally. For the first time since Don James, we have a coach leading this program that I honestly feel is 100% behind the success of our players both on and off the field.
Let's be real - coaches coach and kids either learn or they don't. At the D-1 level, you're going to make some moral compromises, which everyone will forget if you W, JW.
@TierbsHsotBoobs - lighten up man. If you remember why Owen Twelve happened it sure as shit wasn't because we'd just hired Urban Meyer and had a roster filled with talented people.
Also, I'm going to admit I'm confused by "first" Owen Twelve - because it seems to me that we've only had one. And if you're referencing Owen's twin brother Juan Anten, then fine... we got that because Gilby's manboobs swallowed the program.
Firing Neu, hiring Gilby and Ty then fixing that with hiring Sark is like drinking a shot of fireball to impress a chick, following that up with hole punching your own dick twice then doing another shot of fireball.
Peterman is nothing like any of those guys. I'm here to suck his cock literally, but not figuratively. Obviously he still has to do it, but count me as a person enjoying thinking about the future for the first time since Jan 2 '01.
If he doesn't do it, then he's gotta go like anyone else, but geez man -- let's fucking enjoy sanguinity.
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I saw black and white film and lost interest.
The past is for Doogs.
I like it. Might be a good name for our defense this year.
BRB, got to change the sweatpants
However, that's not why I enjoy Husky football. I like it because it's a meaningful tradition for me and my family and the reason I hated Gilby/Ty/Sark was because they weren't living up to the standards for what we can be as a program. Rick wasn't in '01 and '02 either and Lambo had about 2 games his whole career where he looked like he could coach (as a HC).
Finally, we have a coach that comes here with the kind of pedigree everyone around here thought we should be able to hire in the first fucking place... I'm fucking excited.
The point of hating Ty/Gilby/Sark etc. wasn't saying anything but perfection should get a coach fired -- it was saying they don't mean the standards for fucking WASHINGTON (hi Aubs!) football.
How serious do we really need to be about this? Fuck Sark. He's gone and probably has a pretty bad suite of STDs to go along with his coke habit. He's where he belongs (well, obviously he belongs at a Chili's in Reseda weighing in at a busty 255 telling waitresses about his new gig as the OC for San Diego State, but whatever, that's quibbling) and fuck him.
I didn't become jaded because of Sark, I wanted him fucking gone so we could get a decent coach. We got one. We're about to start the season and I'm pumped.
Bring all the black and white footage and crisp fall afternoons on you want. Being a Doog is saying you wish Sark luck and that we should be thankful for his service. Being a Doog is embracing mediocrity and low standards.
Being a Doog is not looking at our 1990 team and thinking they didn't set a standard for us. Fuck that shit man.
If we're going to bash our 1990 team's Rose Bowl performance, I'm fucking OUT.
Dooging it up right now. Loved how they tied the past Rose Bowl success in with this current team. Rick said it best -- that's where we belong.
Fuck I want to run outside and tackle the first person I see.
Sark liked to tie himself to the Rose Bowl teams of the past too.
Petermen passes any reasonable test. Don't you want to be reasonable??!?!!11!?/@?
The reason I fell in love with Washington and why Saturday afternoons during the Fall mean so much to me is because of what it represents. It represents tradition. It represents work. It represents effort. It represents doing your best and giving your all. It represents playing for the person next to you as much and more than playing for yourself. And when all of those things are done right, it represents excellence at the highest level.
This is a world class institution located in one of the best cities in the world. We (the University, its alumni, and supporters) should never accept that we're not good enough. The only limit on how good we can be is ourselves and what we consider to be acceptable or not.
If we go 8-4 each year and are representative of what want, then I'm ok with that if that's the best that we can do. But if we go 8-4, we should have a burning drive to want to be better than 8-4 the next year.
And if there's anything about the last 10+ years it has been that those that have been guiding the University of Washington football program have not possessed the kind of drive and determination to be anything less than accepting of being mediocre (or worse).
I know that this is cliche, but the role of a football coach at a University isn't just to win football games, it's also to prepare his players for life after college. The great coaches are the ones where you look at his players 20 years after they graduate and they are successful regardless of whether they played professionally. For the first time since Don James, we have a coach leading this program that I honestly feel is 100% behind the success of our players both on and off the field.
Fucking Craigslist bullshit.
But hey, Jay Roberts, Trevin Moore, and Michael Kay Green all wanted to upvote your poast, but doing so would violate the terms of their parole.
Let's be real - coaches coach and kids either learn or they don't. At the D-1 level, you're going to make some moral compromises, which everyone will forget if you W, JW.
I'm just remembering the sense of entitlement and Doog loyalty that led to 0-12. Ty was a symptom of a much bigger disease.
Also, I'm going to admit I'm confused by "first" Owen Twelve - because it seems to me that we've only had one. And if you're referencing Owen's twin brother Juan Anten, then fine... we got that because Gilby's manboobs swallowed the program.
Firing Neu, hiring Gilby and Ty then fixing that with hiring Sark is like drinking a shot of fireball to impress a chick, following that up with hole punching your own dick twice then doing another shot of fireball.
Peterman is nothing like any of those guys. I'm here to suck his cock literally, but not figuratively. Obviously he still has to do it, but count me as a person enjoying thinking about the future for the first time since Jan 2 '01.
If he doesn't do it, then he's gotta go like anyone else, but geez man -- let's fucking enjoy sanguinity.