This is primarily a Tulane football blog, although I do occasionally comment on all matters Tulane that may or may not be any of my business. I love following Tulane Greenwave football, zing-zang Bloody Marys, hostessing cute tailgating parties, and life in New Orleans. It's fabulous. oh and I adore Mr. Hullabaloo. PS This blog is not affiliated in any way "officially" with Tulane University or Tulane Athletics. It is purely the crazy antics and obsessions of Mr. and Mrs. Hullabaloo who love them some greenwave (I say tee-ay (!) y'all).

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Bill Goldring Said What?

Okay Okay Okaaaaaay Tulane Powers That Be (TPTB). We get it! Tulane is not allowed to compete with anybody outside of the FCS. Or at least pretend to want to be bad asses. It would be unseemly. or something.

Former TU Quarterback Tommy Hightower is going to be sad to learn that we have no interest in a plan to compete and advance to the Big12.

Every school we recruit against in our already hamstrung recruiting situation is going to pull that money quote out and show people, and say: see? You want proof Tulane has no interest in competing outside of the bottom of the G5? Here. One of Tulane's biggest donor puts the paw up on finding another Rich Rod or recycling a Tommy Tuberville. We're plum happy with our 4 play playbook and our Special Teams disarray just fine thank you very much.

Futility and settling is the plan and we are sticking to it. So just get over yourselves Greenies and your delusions!

Lawd UConn just beat UCF 40-3 today too. I'm just gonna leave that at that. I may be feeling a little sorry for the Citronauts right now.

Well just like that our winning streak is over. Or our out of state road game losing streak continues. Or our Month of being the Homecoming opponent commences. Half glass full sort of a thing depending on how you prefer to look at it.

As I may have mentioned, Coach Hullabaloo has put his foot down and has refused to permit away game travel like we have traditionally done. Which meant no Temple. Booooo. So we got up on Saturday, put on some cute outfits, and went over to the TU New Orleans Club "Watch Party" which was at Rock-N-Bowl.

I was glad to see a few Greenies at the watch party which I have already had the pleasure of meeting in the past like the Homecoming King. I also got to meet a couple of new people, including a former club president of the New York club.

In all, it was as pleasant as it could be given the game. I adored how Coach Hullabaloo did his name tag. So cute. I do love you my Coach Hullabaloo!

Anyways, even though it was pleasant I do hope that the club picks a more fun place to watch the games in the future - like Barcadia (<-- owned by a former player) or the Rusty Nail. At least some place with natural light so that I can take decent photeauxs.

So the game....lawd have mercy where to begin. To be fair, I'll start with the positive.

#1 Rob Kelley's JUMP. Fun, fun FUN!

#2 The lead. Which faded away. Sad panda.

Ok, so now for the u-g-l-y (and we ain't got no alibi!)

#1 The refs. Egregious. Probably the most outrageous call to date, and I have witnessed some awful officiating. Remember Anthony Scelfo and the Homecoming time clock fiasco?

#2 Lateral passes behind the line of scrimmage or actually just the "simplified" playbook in general. I can't even.

#3 Penalties and our incessant trouble with counting to ELEVEN. Lawd. Maybe we need a Polydactyl on the staff. Let's find us one.

#4 Punting and kicking. The good news is, we didn't give ourselves a safety like UCF did today when their receiver stepped out the endzone, stepped back and then kneed it for a safety for Uconn. Oh my goodness! Thank you Citronauts for the freebie points. Anyways, when we were punting in the first quarter, there was a fan at the Watch Party by the name of Jim who looked at the screen and said "Is That Picarelli?" and then wham-o poor Block who was punting, drops the ball! We were dying of laughter. Even if you say his name the kicking gris-gris descends on us.

Here's Coach Hullabaloo shaking the spirit shakers til the end of the game.

Anyways, there's not much more I'm a say about today's performance that hasn't already piled up over on YOGWF or GoTula. or on Twitter. Fans on twitter were like the Sharks and the Jets in West Side Story. You had the apologists on one side who were blaming the entire loss on the refs, and then the disgruntled fans who are just tired of the excuses (we are such a young team! we'll play better with teams similar to us! our whole roster is local!). One fan called me an "Elitist Piece of Crap" for my opinions - yes! he wrote that. I thought that was hilarious actually. I think it would look nice in roman engraved font on business cards. "Mrs. Doctor Hullabaloo, Elitist POC at your service"

Coach Hullabaloo was upset about how we lost, but went totally off the rails listening to the postgame radio show when Coach CJ said that the team was fragile. We had actually just got done watching Miracle last night about the US hockey win over Russia and Kurt Russel's brilliant speech to fire up the team. Coach Hullabaloo put the pedal to the medal on our little zoom zoom car and took us straight over to do some shoe shopping to vent our frustrations. Followed up by Dairy Queen Blizzards and a super cute movie (The Intern) to forget our woes.

It was a serious downward spiral - I got heath bar AND peanut butter cups in my blizzard. sigh.

These are our cute new gameday shoes. Come see them next week.

'Til next week my Greenies.

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