The situation for me each and every year is nearly identical to that of the year before. I get to enjoy a wonderful season of Louisville football, embrace the encouraging feel good stories during the four or five weeks between the Kentucky win and the bowl game, and then get to watch the Cards play in a meaningful bowl or at least see some new faces get a few reps and predict how an aggressive five yard run or 12 yard catch from that redshirt freshman will somehow translate into a tough fourth quarter play against a Wake Forest or Syracuse team nine months later.
The Forgotten Ones
