Clobbered by the Buckeyes yet again, Penn Staters enter this weekend struggling to reconcile their perceptions of the program with reality.
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A couple of years ago, one of my first assignments for this website was to write about the state of the football program heading into the 2021 season. Coming off the putrid 4-5 “fake season” of 2020, many were questioning whether James Franklin had lost the plot. I decided to come at it from both angles, examining both the reasonable argument that everything was fine, and most issues could be explained away by extraordinary circumstance, as well as the equally rational notion that the program was adrift.
One particular sentence from that article came back to me this weekend as I pondered how to fill this space in the wake of last Saturday’s crushing disappointment…
So it may just be that we’re Helen Hunt, the Fiesta Bowl is Jack Nicholson, and this is as good as it gets. [emphasis added]
