These Rockets Were Duds

Holy cow! I just witnessed the most bizarre football game in all of my years. The stands were odd, the homecoming celebration was a Queen worship that paled in comparison to Queen Elizabeth's funeral, and MSM football STINKS.

The visitor's side had more seating than the home team, which was good considering MSM couldn't fill the stands on their homecoming night where they honored a 7-3 football team of 2017 that made it to the playoffs for the first time since 1986. So, they made it to the playoffs, but didn't win a game. Sooooooo, that's considered to be successful at MSM. Wow. Rattle off a few 7-3 years and get knocked off in the first round around here and see what happens. I'll tell you, you'll be packing your bags and looking for a new job. What you won't be doing is coming back to be recognized 5 years later. You'd probably be lucky to be let into the stands, much less the field.

But enough about the abysmal rockets football (sounds like their volleyball team is good though), they were bad. But they were just what the Jackets needed. They needed a chance to line up and flex their muscles and get that victory feeling back in their veins. With the exception of some idiotic holding calls, the Jackets played pretty well. Jax had a great game on both sides of the ball, the running game was better, the O line dominated and the defense played well. Many players were able to get in and show what they can do and have some fun.

It was a fun night. Downside is that Harry appeared to be sidelined with a hamstring issue. Hopefully it won't amount to much and he will be back to his old skull-crunching self soon. Dallen ran the ball well. Ethan Karcher made me want to renew my season tickets to watch him play for as long as possible and many other Jackets had excellent performances.

It was just what was needed.

The D.O.G (Dawg Of the Game) was Blake Hill.

Blake, oh Blake...it is so much fun to watch him run the ball. The way he punishes opponents- I almost wanted to feel sorry for the rockets, but then I realized I didn't and just sat back and laughed as I heard them cry out after Blake lowered his shoulders into them. I actually think I saw one defender actually run AWAY from Blake.

50-13 was the final but the score really didn't matter even though I placed a wager for 50 units on the Jackets and was giving 69 points. I'll make it up this weekend. Watching this team walk off the field with their heads held high was almost as good as winning a silly bet.

Next week, Mannford comes to town for our homecoming celebration where we will show them how homecomings are meant to be celebrated.