Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Owen!
Owen who?
O - and - three!
This second grade joke was given to me last week by an Iowa native in “Owen Two” form; I can only imagine we’ll hear this week’s version even more often.
This was bad. You could argue that it wasn’t quite as bad as some of 2017’s ass-kickings, but it was still awful. On the other hand, because we thought Scott Frost had made progress on solving these problems, it feels a hell of a lot worse.