I bicycled and Idoled, and watched the Oregon Ducks beat Utah. That game featured a horrific turnover that the Ducks used to their advantage (making up for a bad call earlier that cost them a touchdown drive). I'm really impressed with their freshman running-back, Royce Freeman, who is the king of evasive maneuvers. He frequently rolls, dodges, and wriggles his way into gaining 3-5 more yards than any other player would have done. On Saturday, he dug his heels into the turf and backpedaled the three guys trying to tackle him, resulting in another 1- to 2-yard gain instead of loss. Never seen that before! There were some worrisome player injuries (several seniors, which is bad news for their future careers), and a heartbreak moment for a player who had a touchdown in his sights on a kickoff return until someone grabbed his foot and tripped him. You could see the dejection in his posture, and how often does a guy on the Specials team get to score? I looked him up—red shirt Senior, so this is one of his last chances to pull something like that off. My daughter thought they should have put him into the offensive line as a wide-receiver to give him another shot, and I wish they had!
I'm trying to get caught up on Z Nation. Oddly interesting, though I really, really hate the gore. The zombie genre just isn't for me, and how I would love a more oblique treatment of all that stuff. :(
We watched episodes of Back To You two weekends ago, thinking that our son would get a kick out of that show. It's a typical Kelsey Grammar vehicle in which he plays a pompous ass, but we like to think of it as "featuring Fred Willard," which is the best reason to see it. Our son agreed. :D
I'm planning to take Thanksgiving week off, so maybe I can get some of the things done around the house that did not happen this weekend—or any other weekend. *fingers crossed*
Anyone traveling back to see family next week? We'll just be going a few hours away to my SIL's house. We don't drive up to Oregon for Thanksgiving anymore, but we do go at Christmas. That eight-hour (or worse) trip really takes it out of you. :O