Once upon a time, there was this thing called Hope that lived in the KU football program. It used to frolick in the fields, thinking of Bowl Games of yesteryear and good times to come.
Then one day, Hope took a road trip to Toledo. Hope got smacked upside the head. Hope took another roadie to Nebraska. In Lincoln, Hope received a punch in the stomach. Getting tired of the welcomes it was receiving in foreign lands, Hope decided to come home. Unfortunately, some Aggies were waiting there to trip Hope and Hope landed on its face. But Hope picked itself back up in order to meet with some Cowboys. It was a pleasant encounter for a while. Then the Cowboys decided to push Hope over and kick Hope in the ribs. Hope was feeling pretty sore and insecure and decided that a little time away might cure what was ailing it. So away to Waco went poor Hope, looking for a fresh start. All Hope got was a reminder of the previous mistreatments as Bears mauled it and send it back home.
Will Hope be able to frolick and play any more this year? Only if Hope toughens up and starts winning some freaking football games.
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Hi dad its dave I like the blog its cool sam says Hi
hey nick, i would certainly print and frame this post...not often the words dad and cool are used in the same sentence. by the way, you're writing just seems to improve with time.
Thanks. I'm sure Dave is just sucking up in anticipation of Christmas. ;)
Hope springs eternal, err, mediocrity in the world of KU football. But looking back after a 3-5 start Hope earned back some respect by finishing 6-6 no?
Sure, some respectability was earned. But the lost opportunity looms larger than the hope gained, in my opinion.
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