TIME WAS ON OUR SIDE, PART I
Although Idaho coach Tom Cable and company were hell-bent on capturing the Palouse flag for a third straight year, doing so was a historical improbability for the Vandals. Not since the mid-1920s has Idaho won three in a row against Wazzu, and only once before then (1903-05).
TIME WAS ON OUR SIDE, PART II
The Cougar offense was on the field for over 38 minutes, nearly twice as long as the Vandal's 21 minutes.
ODD BALL STAT OF THE GAME
Adam Holiday's two touch-back kick-offs equaled the total number of same produced by the Cougars in 2000.
WHO YOU CALLING A DEBUTANTE?!
Speaking of Holiday, several other newcomers contributed mightily in their Wazzu debuts. Receivers Mike Bush and Trandon Harvey accounted for seven Cougar receptions for 144 yards, 1 TD, and several feet of highlight film footage; defensive lineman Nate Mallory and Steve Cook ably assisted in stalling the Vandal offense; Lavell Anderson averaged nearly seven yards per carry on 6 runs, and defensive back Karl Paymah was in on four tackles. And let's not forget Mike Levenseller. Although Levy has been a part of the Cougar Nation for a quarter of a century, this was his first game as WSU offensive coordinator. Early reviews of his performance have been rave.
SEEMS LIKE OLD TIMES, PART I
Great to see Lamont Thompson back in the lineup. LT made four defensive stops for the Cougs. He's still deadlocked with Rick Reed for career interceptions at 14, but now that the cob-webs have been shaken off it should be no time until he owns that record outright.
SEEMS LIKE OLD TIMES, PART II
That familiar foe of Cougar football, the yellow flag, was back in force Thursday night. The pesky handkerchief was dropped fifteen times against WSU, although the bulk of those infractions occurred after the game had been decided.
SHINE ON, HARVEST MOON
Okay, so we're not sure if that beautiful glowing orb hovering over Martin Stadium was officially a harvest moon, but it—along with the warm temperatures, the whisper of a breeze, and the dragon-flies strafing the stands—made for a resplendent night of college football on the Palouse. And, of course, the scoreboard was a sight for sore eyes, as well.