While I'm waiting for this eBay auction to close, I've got some thoughts on Saturday's 31-19 win over Western Michigan.
A win is a win, so I don't really have too much to gripe about. But I'm also not very happy, and you'll hear why later.
Virginia did showcase some surprising depth at the receiver position, especially from Ottowa Anderson, who pulled down 109 yards in his first start since being suspended for all of last season. Calling Ottowa's number on a 57-yard strike for the year's first play was Al Groh's way of slaughtering the fattened calf in celebration of the prodigal son's return.
But please, guys. Cut the crap about a poor defensive showing -- the Virginia defense was outstanding. So Bronco wide receiver Greg Jennings made 16 catches for 156 yards -- so? Neither Jennings nor any other player on WMU's offense was able to take even one of those junior high throws into the end zone.
As long as all those cute dump passes translate into only 12 points, they can run those plays all day.
Virginia fans met a lot of new faces Saturday. But I still can't hide my disappointment with the exclusion of one important name -- his absence stood out more than watching a single collar-popped member of l'ancien régime standing amidst a Sea of Orange.
After much anticipation on my part, Western Michigan offensive lineman Jesse Parsley was nowhere to be found.
I just want one question answered: Who is in charge of formulating the Broncos' travel roster? Didn't he realize that I would have liked to have seen my own cousin suit up?
Outrageous. If it were up to me, heads would roll in Kalamazoo this morning.
But since I'm not the governor of Texas, these life and death decisions are not up to me -- probably a good thing, because Jesse's not technically my "cousin."
But the way that word is thrown around by athletes today, I know I could have pitched him a pretty convincing case of our relation -- had I gotten to interview the guy.
You don't think old Jesse would've hooked his "cuz" up with a personalized jersey? My Western Michigan Parsley threads would bomb on the T-Mac throwback that the injured Ahmad Brooks sported on the sidelines Saturday night.
The Parsleys back in Texas would have been thrilled to hear about my encounter with C.J. -- our nickname for good old Cousin Jesse. (Sorry, Cousin John. You've been replaced.)
For one, Jesse Parsley is an offensive lineman. That makes him more part of the family than me
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