I really love reading ANYTHING about Hawkeye football, and I will therefore never stop reading these postings from other fans. I've been doing this for about twelve years, but don't even have a hundred posts. Honestly, it's hard to set yourself up for the beatings we take here when we are considered to be drinkers of the Kool-Aid.
It was a joy to read my felloe fans' ideas about the great backs of the Ferentz era.
But I sometimes wonder what has happened to us when some of us can't even celebrate the 'best' we have produced without denigrating one of the 'best' contributors we ever produced. Extra heartbeat; playing out of position without the requisite speed to do so, but doing whatever the team needed; one of the best touchdown machines we ever produced; a great blocker and a fine fullback; a kid who gave and gave and rarely asked in return; a man who built himself into someone who could take a Big Ten pounding and keep coming back for more; a good citizen; a guy who just might make it as a fullback in the pros, and will live an honorable life. Mark Weisman is not a punch-line.
I know! I know! I'm the same guy who wrote in support of Jake Rudock, (suggesting Davey O'Brien potential for him this year) without ever denigrating CJ - in whom I also have great confidence and for whom I also have great hopes - and we have a songwriting connection ;-)
If you go back far enough, you will discover that I do, indeed, have a prejudice here - for my Father was a major college head football coach a half century ago, and I remember what it was like to listen to the vitriol poured out on his head for simply doing the very best he could, giving his heart and his blood, always; trying to live as a coach with a conscience. He was my hero, and when Hayden Fry came to Iowa, I found a lot in common in those two men whom I admired. In decidedly different ways, I have a similar respect for the Captain. Do I disagree with him from time to time? Sure. Do I wish we had won a few more recently? Of course. But I also felt that way about Hayden and about my Dad. So don't count me in the Ferentz haters column either. I still believe.
Okay. Pile on.