Let's get one thing out of the way to start. We got mopped. The game really wasn't as close as the two score margin suggests. We never really stopped Nebraska from moving the ball. The Huskers played their most complete game since Washington while we played our worst. We fought hard but did not play well in any phase. The Pelinis beat us in the film room, thoroughly scouting every tendency and took away Gabbert's first read on virtually every pass attempt. The Husker offensive line and secondary dominated on the field. No excuses.
Everyone is frustrated and disappointed by this. As someone wrote in one of the threads, you don't get opportunities like this every year. So it hurts when you can't cash in. I get it.
What I cannot understand is the sense that "our program is beyond these kinds of losses." That sense of entitlement was expressed most clearly in Bernie Miklasz's stinker of a column in the P-D. (Disclaimer: I love Bernie; grew up on him.) My response to that is wait a minute, what? You thought this program or any program is somehow above bad losses-in conference, on the road? You can count such programs on zero fingers Bernie. There aren't any. Florida had a dreadful six-turnover loss at Ole Miss the year they won the title where they were every bit as terrible as Mizzou was yesterday. St. Nick Saban, the patron saint of "run the damn ball" himself, has an embarrassing FCS loss on his resume at Alabama. His one-loss national title contender was run off the field by Utah in a BCS game. Seriously, you cannot make an argument that any program is somehow above road losses against good teams. Gary Pinkel is 0-10 vs. ranked teams on the road. Oh yeah? How many of those should he have won? How many coaches even play ten road games vs ranked teams in ten years? What are their records?
The unspoken sense of entitlement that has crept into the fan base and the local media is a testament to where Pinkel has brought the program. It is also precisely the thing you see in fan bases (and media) that can't enjoy watching a program being built right before their eyes; too busy pitting the perfect against the good.
Hell, I thought WE-the fans-were past this.