That Oregon football game last night made a lot of people sick.
However, it merely made me queasy. I asked for excitement. I got that and a dose of disillusionment.
I've never seen anything quite like it, except that time in the early '90s at Cal when the Ducks blew a 33-0 halftime lead and lost.
But even that wasn't as ugly as this mess. It is as if Oregon took great care to lose. One false move and they could have shocked people and pulled off an upset.
Last night was a perfect storm of ineptitude across the board. You could see it coming from the moment a knocked-out Vernon Adams dropped like a dead body to the Alamodome turf. There was simply too much past evidence of the team's problems rearing up without the gifted EWU transfer.
The players quit. The defense grew tired. Even the coaches figured they couldn't win without VA, so they stopped coaching.
I haven't seen a team lose interest in the proceedings that fast since my own high school teams used to go out weekly and lose 60-0.
Oregon has issues, but I think they can be resolved and the team ought to bounce back next year.
Or maybe, despite my gloom, I'm just an optimist.
Helfrich will probably seek out a new defensive coordinator. If he doesn't he'll be jeopardizing his own coaching future.
But really, it's a good thing this season is finally over. Everybody, including the team's harshest critics, would be wise to take a break.
There really is no need to get nasty. Save that shit for the politicians.
PAC basketball starts today when Oregon plays OSU at 4 p.m.