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Morning Linkage

Victory in a hurricane - Well it was a little ugly in the middle when the stadium was in danger of being washed away, but we won decisively.  Here's ESPN and here's CBS talking about how awesome Dak is, in case you'd forgotten.

Did we have post-game interviews in a dungeon?

Everybody hurts . . . sometimes - If you enjoy wallowing your defeated opponent's sorrow, go check out Rock M Nation's solid post-game collection of links and sadness. Lots of good perspective from the other side. And definitely read Bill Connelly's article about the game while you're over there. Insightful and informative stuff.

Stats! - That's a link to the detailed box score for the game. Before last night, Missouri's defense led the league lots of defensive categories. We scored more points and gained more yards against them than anyone all season. Don't get me wrong, Missouri caused some havoc along the way. (They got 3 sacks and 11—yes, 11—TFLS to go along with a couple of fumble recoveries and a few three-and-outs.) But given the weather conditions and quality of the opposing defense, the offense's performance was solid stuff.

The basketball team's first exhibition game is tonight - I wish I could advise you to watch it on TV if you're unable to attend in person, but I'm not sure that's an option.

Attractive People Drinking Whisky

Pink Floyd Fridays

Can you imagine being a member of the record-buying public in 1967?

Walks in store, looks around.

"I haven't heard anything about the newest Beatles' album. Is it any good? 'Sgt. Pepper' is kind of weird name. How about that Jimi Hendrix guy? He's new to me. Oh, and then there's brand new ones from the Stones, the Who, the Velvet Underground, the Byrds, the Kinks, the Doors, Bob Dylan, Miles Davis, Cream, Otis Redding, Buddy Guy, Mississippi John Hurt, Aretha Franklin, Frank Sinatra, Jefferson Airplane, the Grateful Dead, the Supremes, and Frank Zappa."

Wanders about a bit more.

"Kind of a light haul this month, huh?"

Something catches eye. Quizzical expression forms.

"Wait . . . who are these 'Pink Floyd' guys?"

The variety and quality of music produced in that single year is staggering. But can you conceive of what it was like to unwrap Pink Floyd's debut album in that era, lower the needle, and hear this sound coming out of  your speakers?