Saturday, April 19, 2008 will go down in history as the start of something great. It is the unveiling of this new fangled offense that will put the new era of Mountaineer Football in motion. Do you want to miss it? Hell no, so get your ass to Mountaineer Field to see the Gold-Blue Game. Granted, we won't fill the place like 'Bama or Nebraska but we should at least pack the lower level and some of the upper deck press box side.
From the jump HCBS has done nothing but move WVU in the right direction. He secured one of the best coaching staffs in the nation, solidified the '08 recruiting class, handled discipline problems swiftly, and always says the right thing. All of that is great for a fluff piece but I want to see results on the field.
I want to see Noel Devine line up as the slot receiver, go in motion, get the hand-off, and take it to the bridge. I want our tight-end to throw a block and then slip out over the middle for a completion. I want to see Pat White take a three step drop and hit Dorrell Jalloh over the middle for a 15 yard gain. I want our offense to take it to another level.
I want defensive coordinators to literally shit their pants on the opposing sidelines wondering about our next play call. I want 430+ yards a game. I want Pat White and Noel Devine to both be in New York when the Heisman Trophy is awarded.
What about the defense?
Don't worry about the defense my friends because Jeff Casteel will have them in the top 15 nationally again. We may have lost some a ton of quality guys but we are going to reload with the likes of Lankster, Boogie, Dervil, and Thomas. I have hated this defensive scheme over the years but I am now a believer.
Finally, I want to leave no doubt in anyone's mind that WVU is here to stay among college football's elite programs. It starts tomorrow, so let's show our support and get at least 20,000 people to the Gold-Blue Game tomorrow afternoon.
If you haven't heard yet you should read Hickman's article from the Gazette and smile because Fraud is a fucking idiot and appears to be screwed. HICKMAN and ESPN