For last weekend’s first predictionizing of the season, three out of four ain’t bad.
At this juncture, I was inclined to invoke, “Cue the Meatloaf.”
But, knowing the fractions were different in that tune, and knowing that my readers would come with the heat, even though they (you) know that I know, I demurred.
As for that one L. The first score of the season was a Nebraska safety. Two points for the Illini. It went downhill from there for the Huskers. So, Frost is Toast, no longer the Favorite Son. He’s leapfrogged to the top of the Dead Man Walking list.