The situation is what legends are made of.
Playing your hated rival. Your team down by six. Just two minutes left. You have the ball. And there’s 75 yards to go for the victory. The rain was coming down in sheets. And despite a ragged first 58 minutes, that poor play would all be forgotten if you could march down the field for the game-winning dagger.
But there was no hero for Nevada on this day. Only misery marked by a second straight home loss to hated UNLV. Worst of all this: The Fremont Cannon is headed to Las Vegas, and it will be painted red after UNLV held on for a 23-17 win before 29,551 stunned Wolf Pack fans Saturday at Mackay Stadium.