The picture below is me in Iowa City September ’07, metaphorically getting pummeled by the enemy.¬†This was the Orange that night, losing 35-nil, literally getting pummeled by the enemy.
Midwesterners can be so naively sweet. Upon entering the state on I-35, a sign read, “Iowa: Fields of Opportunity.”¬†For¬†Orange Nation at that time, it was only an opportunity to get crushed. Again.
Since attending and graduating from the ‘Cuse more than a decade ago, there have certainly been ups (‘Melo, D-Nabb, G-Mac, the Final Fours).¬†But the lows had made quite a comeback by the late aughts. The NITs, the quickly emptying Carrier Domes, the attention-starved A.D., the all-orange football unis, the entire Groobers Error.
Screaming, cheering,¬†caring for Syracuse seemed so quaint at times. When you first arrive on campus at that great, big pressurized aluminum box you feel like anything is possible.¬†Quickly, you realize it often seems to feel very¬†impossible.¬†This is the part of the story where this whole blogging thing comes into play.
This is where¬†“Orange Fizz” bubbles in. Is Poliquin still searching for another silver lining? What is Dr. Doom’s “anytime minutes” plan when using¬†cell phones simultaneously? How does Boeheim make¬†that face?¬†Syracuse athletics often feels like the set of a sit-com: chaos, absurdity, unintentional comedy.
In a few short months,¬†the Fizz became one of the fastest growing college sports blogs on the web. Now, more than 5 years later, we’re just trying to figure out why Nike thinks these unis are cool. We’ve been linked to by much larger sites like SI.com and TheBigLead.com. We’ve redesigned a few times. Added a real URL.¬†Our little Fizzy Otto is all growns up.
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It’s been gratifying and humbling watching¬†the Fizz¬†grow. More importantly, we all just hope you’ve been entertained. Because as fellow brow-beaten, exasperated and delirious members of Orange Nation, we could all use a moment of sanity.