Don't say Fresno. Say Fresyes!

Buffriends...

Well here we are at long last...

Congratulations, we've arrived at rock bottom.  We are 0-2 after having played the two crappiest teams on our schedule.  Indeed two of the crappiest teams in the country.  It doesn't matter what happens now, it can't possibly get any worse. Smiley face!

The Sac State experience was a disaster reminiscent of the Hawkinsian opus, Montana State.  It was bad, so bad.  But allow me to extract one ray of sunshine out of the otherwise miserable affair.  The running game returned.  And it returned in the form of a big, bruising, true freshman fullback cum tailback.  Behold CPow!

Christian Powell, ladies and gentleman

The young man exploded for 148 yards of smashmouthy beauty.  His gutsy performance opened up the passing game which produced countless... misfires and under thrown ducks.  But let us not nitpick.  Hooray ground game!

So next up on the 2012 tour of horrors is a visit to Fresno State, home of the Bulldogs.

The maniacal, cross-eyed snarl.  The pigeon-toed stance.  The presence of a shirt with no pants.  And, oh god, please tell me that's a tail.

I remember a Fresno State team coming into Folsom some ten years ago.  A certain David Carr quarterbacked his team to an upset victory over the Buffs.  I hate that guy.  Well guess what - he's still there.

Can we just suspend this little charade, Mr. "Derek" Carr?

Apparently David's brother "Derek" is now the starting QB.  I suppose when his eligibility runs out brother "Doug" will show up.  Is it too much to ask the NCAA to perform some DNA testing?

Go Buffs... please.