First,
the Idiot wants to hearken back to the Clear Brook contest on November
1st, to establish the Idiot credentials that keep people reading these
musings. Dear reader, you will recall that the Idiot called for a victory
by Lake with a 17-point margin. The exact words were: "Nonetheless,
the Idiot is going to call this one for Lake by about 17 points. Our guys
are primed, they have the right stuff, and they have to win this one to
get into the Playoffs. They will give it their all, and they should win
this one." And the final score was a 17-0 victory. Now granted the Idiot did not call for the shutout in print,
but believe me the Idiot thought that there was a good opportunity for
holding Brook to Zip considering the highly-tuned output we have had from
the Defense. So the Idiot was right in that also, he just didn't put it
into print. Skeptics, you can locate the column
here.
This coming Friday, November
8th, Clear Lake will take on Galveston Ball at their home stadium. Now the
Idiot realizes that this is going to be a tough game. Ball is a highly
favored team in the polls; they are even given a touchdown over Lake in
the polls. But that's only seven points that they are being afforded and
the polls, as the Idiot has stated over and again, can only look at
mathematical things like past point spreads.
It looks like it is going to
rain the first three days of the week producing a nasty field that will
provide difficulties for the kind of running option plays favored by Ball. We have our
great passing offense to send in to confuse those fellows down on the
Island. And we have the winning spirit that the Idiot has mentioned
before, and the Falcons know they have to take this last game to get Dome
bound, and they are confident that they can do it.
Our guys are primed, they have the right
stuff, and they have to win this one to get into the Playoffs. They will
give it their all, and they should win this one. (Thus the Idiot once
again repeats himself, just like the Falcons will repeat with their own
winning ways.)
The Idiot
calls it a Falcon game by a feather.