Sadly, spring ball is behind us and I am forced into a cruel, merciless world void of college football. There is an impending sorrow I always feel in the days leading up to the spring game, knowing the final whistle will be followed by 100 days of solitary agony. Inevitably, the spring game always comes to pass and I must come face-to-face with my fears. Angst and anxiety rush into my head like water on the Titanic. Will the tireless staff at CCMbe able to fill their pages with the information I crave? If not, where then will I turn to find the college football news my brain requires to maintain a reasonable level of sanity? Questions like this plague my mind to the point of delirium.Perhaps it is a coping mechanism that helps me to negotiate the empty days of football purgatory, but every year I manage to become terminally optimistic in the days following the spring game. As the offseason creeps along, I always wonder to myself, "was I this excited last year and are my expectations reasonable?" Surely I haven't developed the shifty, unreliable thought patterns inherent to even the most casual poke fan.
Well, less than thirty days removed from the spring game and I'm already asking myself those questions again. I can't help but be upbeat though. There are so many positives for our team heading into the summer that it's hard not to be enthused. Start with 4 legit, card-carrying studs coming into challenge our WR corp, the intoxicating promise of what should be a refined and invigorated defense under Mike Stoops, a can't help but be improved from 2011 offensive line and a run game that will benefit from more stability and continuity up front. Did I mention that we have a special teams coach now?
Maybe I'm a little too encouraged considering the limited information that seeps out of spring practice. Maybe JJ, Chief or one of the other one percenters will come on here and obliterate my euphoria by rekindling my habitual animus towards Landry Jones. But hope springs eternal my friends. I believe that for the 8th time in thirteen years, the rest of the BIG 12 will fall prey to the insuppressible force that is OU Football. This my fellow Sooners is the beacon that will guide me safely through the dark waters of the college football offseason. I can only hope each and every one of you have your own lifeline to cling to during this inescapable football cleansing. Gods speed and good luck to all of you on your own journey.