Stop me if you’ve heard this before:
There’s a new quarterback in Baton Rouge, and this time, it’s gonna be different.
The welcome basket for new LSU QB Joe Burrow contains dozens of mason jars packed full with unrealistic expectations. Perhaps our Louisiana instincts just overwhelm. After our, our culture is one that specializes in taking all the leftover junk in the fridge and turning it into a steaming hot bowl of delicious stew. Why shouldn’t we expect the same of our new QB, our new star our new... messiah.
Could Burrow finally be the one?