COMMENTARY
MORGANTOWN, W.Va. — For pure hustle-till-the-whistle moxie, Terrell Chestnut’s come-from-behind tackle couldn’t be topped.
For staying in character during a sports movie cliché, Shelton Gibson was equally committed, arriving for interviews carrying a pet football. Named “Vickie.”
These two figures—OK three, if you must count Vickie—proved pivotal once more Saturday, when West Virginia once more belittled a nonconference foe. That makes three blowouts by an aggregate tally of 130-23. We presume a Top 25 ranking looms on the horizon.
Before West Virginia took to owning September’s undercards, Chestnut and Gibson emerged as counterparts during summer drills and preseason camp: The senior cornerback imparting loads of fifth-year wisdom on the explosive, inconsistent young receiver.