The Buffs and the Huskers in one of the most bizarre seasons in history come into the final game both sporting identical records - 5 wins, 6 losses. In addition to the normal rival-rific intensity and innate hatred comes the specter of bowl eligibility. He who wins gets it, he losses does not.


In all seriousness, friends, we badly need to win this game. We need it to feel the progress of a .500 season. We need it to get to a bowl, however pedestrian, to get extra practice for this young team. We need it to send heroic seniors such as Dizon, Charles, Walters and Wheatley out on a high note. But most of all we need it to crush the spirit of the Fuskers who have wrought unspeakable acts upon the Buffs and their Big 8/12 brethren for decades. We need it to strike a final blow for justice and goodness. When you see the Great Satan knocked to the floor you do not let him get up again. We must do this for the children lest another generation live through the tyranny of Cornhusker competence. Kill, kill, KILL!!!!!
(Deep breath)

GO BUFFS!!!!!
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