Was listening to a Seattle station on the drive up. They've pretty much conceded the game to the Ducks. The "only" chance the Huskies have, they claim, is if the Ducks make some stupid mistakes/turnovers. Even then, the Huskies would have to score over 35 points to have any chance of winning.
They claimed that, sure, due it being the last game in the current Husky stadium (Huskies will then play in Century Link Field for two years while their stadium is being renovated), it's gonna be a highly emotional start. The DawgFather and other Husky luminaries will be on-hand for the various festivities. However, they claim all that emotional stuff will wear off within 1 quarter and the Ducks should roll following that.
Side story: I arrived here last evening before my girlfriend got off work. So, I decided to pop into a local sports bar to catch some of the USC/Colorado game to kill some time. Well, the place is a big-time Huskies bar. Crapola all over the walls, and stuff. Anyway, as I was sitting myself up to the bar, I asked the bartender if Ducks fans were allowed in the joint. Heh, it was almost as if the jukebox stopped playing while everyone slowly turned their heads around to glare at me. OK, OK, it wasn't quite that bad, but I did get a few looks. The bartender did laugh, though, and responded with a, "Sure, but happy hour just ended." (In reality, it ended in an hour.). We all had a few laughs. The guys sitting next to me said the result will be the same as in years' past....yada, yada, yada.
Then, here's the clincher.....as I then had the nerve to talk some relatively harmless Ducks quasi-trash, my hand accidentally swiped the glass next to me, dumping the drink pretty much across the lap of the guy who was sitting there next to me. Ooops! OK, well, fortunately, he was cool with it. Actually, most of the drink missed his lap, spilling down onto the floor. Generally, I come across to folks as pretty much harmless.....so we all got a good laugh out of the whole ordeal. The drink belonged to one of the servers, so it wasn't the guy's drink. I bought him a Guinness anyway, so he was a happy camper. I left in one piece.
Go Ducks!
