2018: Everything that happened before the season started.
AND
everything that happened in the second half of the season.
Scott Frost was coming home.
HE had returned. It was the right coach at the right time and the right place. That doesn't happen to us, here, very often.
Everything was going smoothly. Frost was back. He was bro-hugging with Jason Peter, he was doing pressers with a fat Wood-River-style dip of chaw in. And he was gutting it.
Old men didn't need Cialis for weeks, when they found out he was fully bringing back the Walkon Program.
He looked and sounded like the antithesis to Mike Riley. He was swagged out, impossibly jacked, and confident. I don't even know if he owns a pair of pleated khakis.
Then the season kicked off.
And that was literally all it did. The first game got lightning-delayed so hard a bunch of drunks were forced to resort to shaking their asses in rain ponchos for 2 hours and then having to do a wet-socked walk of shame back to their cars.
We blew a close game, got blown out. We had 10,000 spoons when all we needed was a knife. The irony was thick.
But we rallied in the 2nd half of the season. It seemed like we had a legitimate star in the making at QB. Optimism reigned.
2019: Mario Verduzco. Say it with me, people:
MARIO
F
VERDUZCO.
I know he's been here for a while, but this dude? He's the biggest mood of 2019.
What do you have, #Huskers fans? Favorite moments? Games? Plays? What defined the 2010s for you?
#GBR
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