Most of the nation has heard the horrible Darrent Willimasesque story coming out of Storrs the past few days. Cornerback Jasper (Jazz) Howard was shanked (by a husky brand blade I assume) on Sunday morning at a party, school sponsored none the less. Although it is tragic (as every single media outlet would so clichely described it), it is a reminder for us students that life isn't so safe cushiony as you are told as a child in The Very Hungry Caterpillar. It's a tough world, full of Steve McNair girlfriends, and un-safetied handguns in sweatpants, but it is good to know that people will remember you, even if tragedy strikes.
Today, the parents of Jazz (someone with that badass nickname will never die in peoples hearts) came to the team to hug the players still living. No, not just the secondary, or the defense. Everyone, including the 4'2" kicker. Then to top off the day of mourning and wet eyes, the family spoke to the team, and had everyone on the team know that "they are playing for Jasper."
West Virginia has the Huskies this weekend. Might as well not show up Mountaineer fans. This one was over the second the blade hit Jazz's flesh. Not only that, but West Virginia is a ranked team. RANKED. So not only was this a game they circled on the schedule, but now they have a 12th man on the field in the form of super-ghost D-Back Jazz Howard.
So what does the cardinal direction Virginia plan to do as a combatant to the super-ghost? Kill Rich Rodriguez? Sacrafice a lamb? Plant an old indian skull on the field? No, they're having a moment of silence, that way UCONN won't forget they are doing this for reasons not their own. West Virginia didn't stop at that either. They also have stickers of Jazz's number 6 posted on their helmets for the game. That way, every time the Huskies sack the QB (which will total around the 40's, you know because of the whole super-ghost thing) defensive players will see the fallen comrade's number and remember why they should sack the QB again and again and again.
So, for all you West Virginians out there, you might want to bring a paper bag. Or maybe just two eye patches and a hockey mask because Saturday is going to be a bloody slasher of a game to say the least.