The defense continues to impress this year as they held the Cincinnati Bearcats out of the end zone and
to just two field goals.
The offense did just enough against a really good defensive line, maybe the best we see all year, to secure the win and move forward.
I understand that people want to see the offense put up PlayStation numbers every week like they did against Tulsa and Arkansas State. That is just not going to happen.
Midway through the third quarter the early stellar play by Oklahoma’s defense was called into question.
Iowa State converted on a 4th and 11 and then again on 4th and 12, scoring a touchdown to cut the Sooner lead to 20-13.
Meanwhile, the Oklahoma offense hit a brick wall, with three drives in a row ending in three and outs.
But that’s when the defense came back to life in the fourth quarter, getting two of their three interceptions to kill any chance the Cyclones of making a homefield comeback and securing a much needed 27-13 win in Ames.
Redshirt senior safety Justin Broiles and sophomore linebacker Danny Stutsman grabbed the crucial fourth quarter interceptions.
The win moved the Sooners record to 5-3 for the season and 2-3 in Big 12 play.
It was the largest margin of victory the Sooners have had over Iowa State since 2015.
Episode 8
Halloween Treat: A Wind in Need is Not a Friend Indeed
Last we saw Soonerguy, our intrepid hero was, was… give me a sec. I really can’t remember, hang on while I look it up… (I hate bye weeks). Oh, yeah…
Last we saw Soonerguy, our intrepid hero was facing a naked bird. Fearsome fowl, indeed!
The Crimson Crusader had finally given up on the Jaybird’s return and retreated to the Sooner Cave, deep within Sooner Country, to contemplate his next step, his wardrobe choices, life, the universe and everything. Standing at his Sooner Chemistry Set (only $99.99 at the Campus Corner Store across the street), he mixes two volatile liquids together. The red liquid quickly changes colors. First purple. Then green. Then Orange!
After detailed calculations, he intensely studies the test tube in his hand, his goggles fogging, he frowns doubtfully at the observed result.
“43!? That doesn’t seem right,” he mumbles, wiping the red slime that has formed on his right hand on his white lab coat.
Thump! Thump!