In the waning moments of last night's Big 12 championship game, Longhorns' quarterback Colt McCoy could be seen on the sidelines catching up on his prayer life. Apparently, God answered his prayer by utilizing the replay booth to put one precious second back on the game clock and guiding an ever-so-close-to-wide-left 46-yard field goal from the toe of kicker Hunter Lawrence through the uprights.
Of course, Colt may not have been praying. He may have just been counting the cobwebs. He had been assaulted and battered all night by a relentless pass rush, led by all-world defensive tackle Ndamukong Suh. The insanely talented Suh accounted for four sacks and 12 tackles.
When he wasn't running for his life and heaving another ball into the fourth row of Jerry Jones's billion-dollar crystal cathedral of football, McCoy was unraveling himself from a pretzel-like position on the artificial turf.
Colt McCoy by some accounts was the leading Heisman candidate going into the contest. Coming out, maybe not so much. Colt threw three interceptions and no touchdown passes. He wasn't good. But he was good enough. He ran for a couple of key first downs and completed passes in very tight spots, while under tremendous heat from the Nebraska pass rushers, to keep drives alive.
Nebraska's defense was stellar, grounding the vaunted Texas aerial assault and forcing three-and-out again and again. They were mean, nasty, stingy, and felonious, stealing three McCoy passes, all of which led to field goals. In fact, if not for the pass thefts, the Huskers would have, in all likelihood, been shut out.
The reason they would have been shut out is two-fold: First, they have a ridiculous excuse for an offense; second, Texas has a pretty darn good defense themselves. The Longhorns' defense was as reluctant to give up yardage and points as were the Blackshirts of Nebraska. The Texas boys defended a short field every time the Horns turned the ball over and never yielded a single touchdown.
Prayers notwithstanding, the state of Nebraska is as bitter this Sunday morning as the city of Austin is jubilant. Asked how Saturday's game will be remembered, Texas coach Mack Brown said, "I think in Lincoln it'll be the clock, and in Austin it'll be the comeback."
And in the offices of the BCS brass, it will be the close call.
The BCS boys may have been in a prayer circle themselves, because as the melodramatic Brent "I never Saw A Play I Couldn't Over-Dramatize Or A Phrase I Couldn't Wear Out" Musberger pointed out ad nauseum, if Nebraska wins that game, "We are headed for BCS chaos, folks."
Apparently, a merciful God ignored the prayers of the godless, hypocritical, self-indulgent, "Playoffs? We don't need no stinking playoffs" BCS officials, but answered the humble prayer of a kid who has never given anything less than his best and never quit on his team, or a game.
That answered prayer means the NCAA's all-time winningest quarterback should get a crack at one more win...the biggest of his career.