Déjà vu, One More Time…

This is Officer Lee Groinman. That’s right, Washington’s most Puzzled Cop…

So who were those guys that played Colorado last Saturday night? In white pants no less…Nearly the perfect game, almost got boring, anti-climactic for sure. But we’ll take it...

What’s not-so-puzzlin’ is that its’ November and the ‘win-out’ talk begins its annual appearance.

Now let’s not re-do last years’ November, yup, that would include an Apple Cup to never remember, or always forget, your choice, take your pick…

Let’s go back to November of 2010. The night ESPN came to town for that Thursday night special. ‘The Gridlock to Gridiron Classic’ with then Ucla coach Rick Neuheisel. Now the Dawgs needed to win out to become Bowl eligible. This meant winning against those powder blue boys from Pasadena, then to travel to Berzerkley to take down the Cal Bears, in what would be the last game ever played in the old Bear Memorial Stadium, remember the ‘God’s Play’ the final play of the game? Do or die from the two yard line with Chris Polk. As memory serves, the Dawgs we’re wearing all white uni’s. Is that possible? Then Sark calls a time out. I’m thinkin’ they gotta throw the ball… Another time out, then Chris Polk with the ‘God’s Play’, a perfectly blocked run up the gut. Once again, doin’ my own thinkin’… The Cal bear fans seemed to accept the outcome as fitting, a fitting end to their historic stadium… Not sure I could ever be a Cal bear fan…

Then the UW had to close out the season with another Apple Cup win in Pullmania…

Hey, done deal folks…piece of cake…

Now of course the Dawgs came out for the ‘Gridlock to Gridiron Classic’  with Ucla with what I think was their first ‘black-out’ uni. Now of course Ucla will return the favor with their own version of the ‘black-out’ uni.

Wonder how long it will take before college equipment managers will be forced to have a fashion designer or color coordinator on staff?

“Do these shoes make my butt look fat? I just can’t do a stripe this year… oh whatever…”

There’s one team directly to the south of us, who are petitioning the NCAA to make it legal to change their ‘costumes’ at half time. Not saying who they are, but they want to be sure that their feathers match their shoe and sock combo…

Now I got to thinkin’ the other day, now this is usually where the trouble starts, but here we go…

The last time the Dawgs won in Pasadena, I was there with the whole gang of ours, Desk Sarge Dean, Deputy Mikey, all of them… We stayed in East L.A. and went out to this Party Palace place, the joint was about the size of an old Sears Department store and it was packed to the gills, three live bands, gambling, food, and me…

The only white guy…

It was my Fortieth birthday, or maybe it was thirty, nobody was takin’ any notes ya’ see, but as I recall, I was a younger man than now… well it was starting to get late I was starting to get abused. I could not take one more round of.

“Happy Birthday Senor`…”

That’s when I see the dude. Wearing a Ucla Bruin jersey…

“That looks like do-do dude!!”

He looks at me with a smirk. I seem to remember him…

The barmaid now comes up to my barstool and whispers something in my ear…

As luck would have it, she was whispering something into my deaf ear and I heard squat…Was it in Spanish? Spanglish?

What was this blonde gal with green eyes doing beyond this Mexican bar anyway? And talking to me funny too…

“Excuse me Senor~.” “Yes?”

“The lady says that you knew her in the past, you don’t know her now, but will in the future.”

“And her name?” He gives a big grin…

“She won’t say. But it’s not worth even a dime, less than a nickel…”

Too weird for me…

So it was finally time to leave, we we’re walking. A blue 1972 Cadillac came screachin’ around the corner.

It was Cheech and Chong! At least it smelled like Cheech and Chong…

Finally we made it to our motel in this  paradise…

We took a short-cut thru the pool yard where two out of three of us fell into the nasty pool…

It was all good, as this was the type of a place where you didn’t want to take a shower in the morning, not in that tub…

Plus, they wouldn’t even give you dish detergent for a luxurious bubble bath…

Oh my, Holey Crapes, where was I? How I do digress…

Oh yes, taking a freakin’ chance…

It’s good in life to sometimes take chances, where would I be if I never took a chance? Vashon Island??

Yeah, sometimes, ya’ need to take a chance. A chance is where thinkin’ and plannin’ often, or maybe always collide…

Yeah, I hear what you’re sayin’. With me, often times doin’ your own thinkin’ while doin’ your own plannin’ at the same time no less, is what is often referred to by the common folk as a recipe for disaster… The net result is that the common sense takes a back seat, a personal foul if you will, a 15 yard penalty…

So look at me now! Yeah, that ‘plannin’ part still needs some work…I’ll give ya’ that….

So where was I? Oh yeah, takin’ a chance…

My, how I do digress

So I email Coach Sark and inform him that yes in fact, the last time the Dawgs won in Pasadena, that I was there, and there in person, not just some impersonator, in person! And that I’m feeling lucky, very lucky…  Maybe Coach Sark oughta’ find a spot on that team flight for me…

I’ve done stuff like this before, got the team rate at the team hotel too. It happens…

I’m going to Disneyland!!

Yup, the way Groinman here has got it figured, Coach Jim Mora and his Ucla Bruins have fresh run out of luck. Ya’ can only take so much…

They say that in football, bad bounces, tough luck, and horrible calls eventually balance out.

Still waiting….

Coach Mora and his damn luck, he loses his NFL coaching gig for an off-handed, but still stupid comment about how the Huskies were his ‘dream job’, then he gets stiffed by the UW brass themselves, then lands on his own stinkin’ feet in Los Angeles, with the Rose Bowl in Pasadena as his personal playground…

Trending…

He then steals our local Myles Jack, now he’s courting Bellevue’s Budda Baker. Speakin’ of Myles Jack, we’ll be seeing plenty of that kid Friday night, makes me wanna’ get sick.

But I already told ya’ about East L.A.

Lord Have Mercy…

I’ll tell ya’ this! Friday is gonna be epic! I’m thinkin’ Jack just might end up matching the “LA Midnight’ jerseys Mora’s gonna dress his kids up in. Yup, black and blue…

Let’s not forget the Ucla quarterback, Brett Hundley. Once thought to be a heavy Washington lean, then Jim Mora comes to town…

I’m sensing a trend here folks, a trend that needs a stomping on, leave a tread mark on that trend. And November 15th is a good a place to start as any. Nope! The ONLY place to start!

The Husky defense is gonna startle the bruin. Donny Shelton and company have had this date circled on their calendar for years now, and they get three true freshmen offensive lineman to ply their trade against.

Perfect.

Anybody else smell a blitz fest?

Turn ‘em loose Coach Wilcox!

If Colorado was any indication, the Dawg offense has finally found its brain, I know it was Colorado, but that was impressive. The vertical passing game? Who knew? Just wait ‘till Price actually hits a couple of those… And Bishop Sankey? Bishop goes for another 150, nah 212 yards, two scores, while Austin Seferian-Jenkins, snags six catches, for whatever and one score.

And Keith Price? Price, whatever you did before the Colorado game, do it again for the Ucla game…

DO YOU HEAR ME!!                                     

Yup, Jim Mora, Seattle boy. Okay you…the Dawgs are gonna have a little surprise for yourself.

Your luck has run out Jimmy boy…

And Coach Sark?

Those airline tickets?

Still waiting…

OKAY YOU!!!

GO DAWGS!!

UW 37 ucla 24

GRUMBLINGS: I know I’ve been gone for weeks now, but give ‘em hell dawgs!! I’ll be back….

 

Lee Groinman can be reached at malamute@4malamute.com

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