“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
-From “Jabberwocky” by Lewis Carroll
When I was an undergrad at Indiana, the Hoosiers beat Oregon in Eugene while being outgained nearly four to one in yardage and only converting three third downs. The Ducks also handed IU seven (!) turnovers en route to their first non-conference home loss in 21 games. Matt LoVecchio had his one shining moment as a quarterback in a career that was otherwise so bad, no one cared that he only threw for 71 yards against Oregon, just that he hadn’t sucked so badly we didn’t have a shot.
Phillips and I watched that game at a place called Kilroy’s Sports Bar in Bloomington from start to finish, and I tell this story not only because we ended up staying the bar for another seven hours after the game finished and paying two guys we didn’t know to drive us back home, but also because it’s as close to th...