MORGANTOWN - Cleaning out a crowded notebook and a cluttered mind as thoroughly as my brother-in-law cleans a turkey, which is to say boiling the bones for soup:
Somehow he resisted what was certainly an overpowering urge to say, "The end of a crappy season.''
He shouldn't have resisted. No one would have argued the point.
Sure, I understand the difference. Clemsoning always meant losing to someone ridiculous, the annual rite of turning in a head-shaking performance against some really average football team. And Oregon - last week's stunning flop against Rich Rodriguez's middling Arizona Wildcats notwithstanding - usually isn't guilty of that.
What the Ducks do seem to consistently do is wow the nation and the pollsters with dazzling offense and somehow get into the position of being a sure-fire national title participant if they just win out. And then they don't, usually losing to Stanford.
Oregoning just doesn't sound right, though. Let's call it Ducking.
We bring that up because of this from Holgorsen earlier this week: