Honey, I shrunk the backfield

The tremendous victory over West Virginia last Thursday was monumental for a Colorado program that has been steadily resurrecting itself under Coach Dan Hawkins. Beating a ranked team loaded with speed and talent before a national audience is just what the Buff doctor ordered. The tough times, of course, are not over for this team - especially with the typically brutal schedule we have to fight through. But big fun has returned, I suspect, to stay!

The most amazing thing about the game was the emergence of Rodney Stewart. If Speedy is not the mythical magical black leprechaun of lore then I just don't know who is. The nearly microscopic, lightly recruited, diminutive, very small Ohioan busted out for 166 yards rushing against the vaunted defense of West By God Virginia. It just goes to prove what the Dali Lama has always taught - "one cannot tackle what one can not perceive." True that, Lama.

Perhaps the improbable image of a midget quarterback and a leprechaun tailback standing behind the enormous CU O-line had a disorienting effect that rendered WVU coach, Bill Stewart, woozy and unable to call a time-out in order to give his team a shot at a winning field goal as time expired in regulation. Perhaps the apparent aneurysm was brought on by the "blackout" effect of 55,000 black clad, screaming, drunken (with enthusiasm!) fans. Regardless, karma wanted us to win this game in order to even a certain score. Win we did. The spontaneous celebration that followed exemplified everything that is right and beautiful about college football.



Go Buffs!