Am I cursed?
I'm sitting here thinking about my 2007 and I'm scratching my head wondering what did I do to deserve this. 2007 Has definetly been one of the toughest years in my young life. There were signs this year was going to be difficult within the first 12 hours after the ball dropped.
I was on my way to the Nebraska vsAuburn game at the Cotton Bowl when the first of many hurdles that would come my way arrives. Scccccrrrrrr BOOOM! I can still hear the sound of my car crashing into the back of that Explorer on my way to the game. Everyone was fine and there was about $2,200 worth of damage done to my car. No big deal. I was so determined to watch my beloved Huskers play in person that I was not going to let a fender bender stop me.
Now, thinking back I wish I had never even attended the game because it was just a preview of how the rest of the year would unfold and the last time I'd see an inspired performance by the Nebraska defense.
To be honest, I don't even remember the score of the Cotton Bowl. All I remember was Bill Callahan's bone head play calling cost my team the game and more importantly a semi statement victory. His predictable play calling and inability to recruit a kicker with a powerful leg were exposed for the nation to see this New Years afternoon.

A little fender bender was not going to stop me from going to the Cotton Bowl to root for my Huskers.
As January passed my Portland Trailblazers seemed to be mathmatically eliminated from the playoffs before the NBA All-Star break. Even though it pained me to see them lose game after game, the future looked bright with Brandon Roy on the wing looking like the rookie of the year and Zach Randolph piling up double doubles on a nightly basis. Not only did we have young talent on the team, but it looked as if immediate help would be on the way if we could somehow continue to lose so one of the ping pong balls from the NBA lottery could bounce our way.
The right number on the right ping pong ball from the lottery could land my team the best college player since Carmelo Anthony. There was something about this skinny kid down I-35 in Austin that made me turn down my hatred for Texas Longhorn burnt orange. Kevin Durant was the real deal. I could picture him in a Blazers uniform nailing open jumper after open jumper and making life easier for Roy and Z-bo.
Fast forward to late June. My wish came true, and the Blazers won the NBA lottery. However, the feeling is bittersweet because everyone seems to think the Blazers will pass on Durant to draft this 57 year old looking, injury prone, overhyped goof named Greg Oden. Oden was tall, and blocked shots and rebounded well, but I still was not impressed. To make matters worse, they shipped Randolph to New York for a Charmin Soft jumpshooting powerless forward named Channing Frye.
The Blazers added to my pain by making my biggest fear a reality when they drafted Oden. He responded to being drafted number one and given the keys to the franchise by recording 10 fouls (yes, 10 fouls) in a summer league game. After sucking it up in his second game, the team decides to shut him down for the summer so he can have his tonsils removed. Little did I know, that would be the only time I'd see Oden in a Blazers uniform this season. He injured one of his 62 year old knees getting off the couch and is currently out for the season after microfracture surgery. While Durant is in Seattle scoring in bunches, Oden is sitting at home playing w/ his new puppy. Yes, this 7 foot 250lb manchild owns a puppy. I don't even know what kind of dog it is, but it's definetly not a baby rot or a baby pitbull. As far as I'm concerned he might as well have a poodle.

Microfracture surgery ended Oden's season before playing a single regular season game.
As bad as the first half of the year was, I was not expecting the second half to be even worse.
Where do I start? My fantasy football team is 2-7, my Bengals look like they're about to implode and Nebraska's football team is.......well....probably getting scored on RIGHT NOW.
This past weekend Kansas beat Nebraska 76-39. No, i'm not talking about a Keith Langford, Kirk Hinrich and Nick Collison led KU basketball team beating the Huskers in the fieldhouse. I'm talking about the Kansas FOOTBALL team. 76 points?? Kansas ( I still can't believe I'm typing this) beat one of the most storied programs in college football as if we were a 1-AA directional school from New Hampshire.
As of early November Nebraska has one conference win and blowout losses to Texas A&M, Oklahoma State and Missouri. The lone win was against a rebuilding Iowa State squad w/ their own set of scoring problems.
Callahan needs to go ASAP. Defensive Coordinator Kevin Cosgrove could not diagram a defensive scheme to stop a pee wee flag football team, and would be better off selling insurance somewhere. Sam Keller is overrated, the line can't block and opposing offensive lines part our defense like the red sea. Should I go on?

The worst coach in college football...
I could spend all day and night describing what's wrong w/ Nebraska football, crying about the Blazers passing on Durant and all the injuries to my Bengals, but it goes beyond that. My computer froze during the first 2 rounds of my fantasy basketball draft leaving me w/ a team without a true go to scorer. In true fashion, my team got smacked around the opening week of the NBA season.
The only thing I can do is look in the mirror and wonder am I cursed when it comes to my sports teams?
P.S What did you expect me to blog about? I only know about sports, cars, clothes and music...