Friday, November 14, 2008

10 Years Ago.....

I sat in Zachary's Sports Bar in West Des Moines, which was the official watch site for both the KSU Cat-Backers, and the Nebraska Alumni Association. The 9-0 K-State Wildcats finally had the team, the talent, and thepotential to get a win against Nebraska, a team for 30 straight years which had embarassed them on an annual basis, home or away.

Nebraska was down 34-30 with about 2:30 left to play in the game. In their own territory, NU faced 4th & 8. The redshirt freshman Eric Crouch dropped back to pass, and his facemask was introduced to the ring finger of KSU middle linebacker Travis Ochs. Feeling aa bit of a buzz, and fueled on by the energy of the game itself, I, along with every other person in the place jumped out of their seats, both horrified from the fact that Crouch had just had his head on backwards, and enraged that for as obvious to everyone either at the game or watching around the country, there was no flag to be found on the cold turf in Manhattan. K-State took over on downs, and proceeded to score again before the final whistle. They had finally beaten Goliath. K-State 40, Nebraska 30.

Historians will argue that the famous Colorado 5th Down against Missouri, or the Penn State out of bounds no-call against NU in 1982 would be in the running.....but the pictures do not lie. Travis Ochs' facemask sack of Eric Crouch is hands-down the biggest, most flagrant no-call in college football history.


Anonymous said...

I enjoyed the 2000 game, when you and I watched it at Zachary's. You stormed out of the building with 2:00 minutes left. I'll never forget the last drive. The Huskers were down 1, and all of the sudden a blizzard hit Manhattan. I've never seen anything like that.


Anonymous said...

Now that I've thought about it, I think it was the 1998 game.


Dixon said...

I have vague recollections that I was there with friends. I know Lisa was there, and maybe a few of her fellow co-workers or something. Maybe you are thinking of 2000, because we were there for that one, too, and they lost that one, as well, in Manhattan.

Anonymous said...

It was a dark and stormy night.... or something like that. I was with Richard and my old man at the Okiboji Bar and Grill on the South side of Des Moines. After that play and in an effort to acclimate myself to the locals, I threatened to knife our waiter following this abortion of a no-call. This and the fisting that the refs gave us in the entire 93 bowl game against FSU, will forever be puss filled blister on the chode of college football.