I consider myself fortunate to have personally witnessed the football rebirth of a quarterback who played last Saturday like he invented the position.
With a record performance on top of it (Not just 23 of 25... amazing accuracy) but becoming the all-time passing leader in yardage for a University which has played this game for over a hundred years in a systemic dismantling of a 20th ranked foe, in this case, Brigham Young.
The vaunted defense of the Cougars was ginzued by a surgeon as the Browning of old found the rhythm and the range time and time again. The finest performance by his offensive line this season gave him the time; his confidence in the pocket was a sight to behold.
He set his feet. He executed the run-pass-option brilliantly. He became the Browning of 2016, the swashbuckling scourge of a confused secondary and an ineffective pass rush.
The defense also rose mightily, showing the same dare-devil cat-like reactions to everything the Cougar offense could muster.
Aided by a game-ending injury to BYU's leading receiver on their third offensive play, the Husky defense clamped down tight, and the defensive line played a textbook game that held BYU to a mere 34 yards rushing and a very substandard 161 yards passing.
The coordinators for both sides of the ball were masterful in their concepts and the team was brilliant in the execution of their plans and adjustments.
By far, the most complete game of the season as the lines between planning and execution crossed directly over the top of this team of unfortunates who had just defeated the 6th ranked Wisconsin Badgers, raising false hope among the Cougar faithful... who, I might add from the experience of sitting in the stands with them in the east end zone, were among the least classy I've ever experienced (one even yelled out he wanted Gaskin's legs broken) as they saw, close up and personal, the obliteration of their team.
Last Saturday, Jake Browning returned to the form of his legendary sophomore year, tempered by the wisdom of his experience, and ably aided by the Wall in front of him that kept him upright and gave him the ability and time to see down field.
The mechanics were textbook, his indecision; gone, his delivery was accurate.
THIS Jake Browning likely would have led to a different outcome at Auburn.
Next week, a post game report from the UCLA game.
I've always wanted to go to the Coliseum.
With a record performance on top of it (Not just 23 of 25... amazing accuracy) but becoming the all-time passing leader in yardage for a University which has played this game for over a hundred years in a systemic dismantling of a 20th ranked foe, in this case, Brigham Young.
The vaunted defense of the Cougars was ginzued by a surgeon as the Browning of old found the rhythm and the range time and time again. The finest performance by his offensive line this season gave him the time; his confidence in the pocket was a sight to behold.
He set his feet. He executed the run-pass-option brilliantly. He became the Browning of 2016, the swashbuckling scourge of a confused secondary and an ineffective pass rush.
The defense also rose mightily, showing the same dare-devil cat-like reactions to everything the Cougar offense could muster.
Aided by a game-ending injury to BYU's leading receiver on their third offensive play, the Husky defense clamped down tight, and the defensive line played a textbook game that held BYU to a mere 34 yards rushing and a very substandard 161 yards passing.
The coordinators for both sides of the ball were masterful in their concepts and the team was brilliant in the execution of their plans and adjustments.
By far, the most complete game of the season as the lines between planning and execution crossed directly over the top of this team of unfortunates who had just defeated the 6th ranked Wisconsin Badgers, raising false hope among the Cougar faithful... who, I might add from the experience of sitting in the stands with them in the east end zone, were among the least classy I've ever experienced (one even yelled out he wanted Gaskin's legs broken) as they saw, close up and personal, the obliteration of their team.
Last Saturday, Jake Browning returned to the form of his legendary sophomore year, tempered by the wisdom of his experience, and ably aided by the Wall in front of him that kept him upright and gave him the ability and time to see down field.
The mechanics were textbook, his indecision; gone, his delivery was accurate.
THIS Jake Browning likely would have led to a different outcome at Auburn.
Next week, a post game report from the UCLA game.
I've always wanted to go to the Coliseum.
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