Happy Marv Seiler Day

From the article:

The Huskers hadn’t lost to a Big Eight team other than Oklahoma or Colorado since a 35-31 setback to Missouri in 1978.

Damn, think about that...for thirteen years, 79'-91' only OU or CU managed to beat Nebraska. And that continued because Tommy Frazier's only conference loss while at UNL was that day and he was a RS Freshman, right?
 
From the article:

The Huskers hadn’t lost to a Big Eight team other than Oklahoma or Colorado since a 35-31 setback to Missouri in 1978.

Damn, think about that...for thirteen years, 79'-91' only OU or CU managed to beat Nebraska. And that continued because Tommy Frazier's only conference loss while at UNL was that day and he was a RS Freshman, right?
This was the last non bowl loss for the Huskers before their back to back National Championships. After this game they lost the Orange Bowl. The next year they went undefeated before again losing in the Orange Bowl. The next two years they went undefeated with two Nat Championships.

Interestingly those bowl games were all 4 against teams from Florida (FSU, FSU, Miami, Florida).
 
I listened to the pre-game as I was getting ready to head to the stadium. Walden was talking. I was surprised to hear him talk mostly that the pressure will continue to build on Nebraska if we keep the game close. Back then top teams needed blowouts to help move up the rankings. This was not typical Walden. Jimmy used to say, and get criticized for, prior to game days that if we play our best, we would only lose by 24 points or so.

Nebraska could not run at all. We shut em down. Seiler with the great stiff arm and run. I was the 2nd guy in our section to run on the field at the end.. The only thing I was thinking was not to fall.
 
https://dataomaha.com/huskers/history/game/1992-11-14-iowa-state

Won TOP 37:15 to 22:45. And that picture at the top of the article...
1992-game-9-photo.jpg

Several stats in that article I didn't know. Fifth-most rushing yards vs. an Osborne-coached NU team up to that point. Stewart hit 4 FGs in the first half after entering the game 5 of 10.
 
From the article:

The Huskers hadn’t lost to a Big Eight team other than Oklahoma or Colorado since a 35-31 setback to Missouri in 1978.

Damn, think about that...for thirteen years, 79'-91' only OU or CU managed to beat Nebraska.

Big 8 definitely was dominated by NU and OU for the league's final two decades or so, but that's a mind-boggling streak of dominance.
 
Until the Campbell era, the 1992 ISU-Nebraska game was the highlight of my Cyclone Fandom.

The Clones were 3-6 going into that game and 29 point underdogs. The weather was reasonably good for mid-November, meaning we couldn’t count on a blizzard to slow down the Husker offensive attack, which had been averaging 438 yards/game and trampled 8th ranked Colorado (52-7) and 13th ranked Kansas (49-7) the preceding two weeks.

So, as the game opened with the Cyclones putting together some impressive, time-consuming drives culminating in Ty Stewart field goals, no one seemed overly excited about it. We’d all seen Iowa State put up a good first half fight against superior opponents, only to fade with the afternoon sun. And when Nebraska freshman phenom Tommy Frazier completed a 15-yard first half touchdown pass underneath a defender’s arms …while falling backwards, many Cyclone fans began planning their trip to the Welch Avenue bar district.

But then something odd happened…or didn’t happen. The expected Cyclone fold failed to materialize. After clawing to a 12-10 halftime lead, the offense came back out and put together several more solid drives and, aided by a timely unsportsmanlike conduct call against Nebraska on a 3rd and long sack, held the ball for several more minutes. The defense kept making stops and preventing big plays. Normally, you’d expect a fumble deep in Cyclone territory on the ensuing drive or an 80 yard touchdown run by the other team.

One cannot overestimate the cumulative psychological effect of Cyclone fullback Chris Ulrich’s carries in this game. With bulldog alacrity, he consistently turned 1 yard into 3, 3 yards into 6, 5 yards into 8. While not stellar numbers, they helped move the chains, chew up the clock, and keep the Frazier highlight reel on the sidelines. More importantly, his every struggling, surging step incrementally raised the spirit of the Cyclone faithful; always moving forward, holding onto the ball, getting first downs, holding the lead well into the second half….against Nebraska!

Ulrich's success gaining yards between the tackles required the Nebraska defense to shift more players towards the center of the field, leaving fewer players outside the tackles. This threat perception set the stage for what one ISU Media Guide dubbed “the run heard round the world.”

After a scoreless 3rd quarter and another inexplicable defensive stop by Iowa State, the Nebraska punter kicked a 61 yard punt that went into the south end zone, putting the Cyclones at their own 20 yard line with 11 minutes left in the 4th quarter. Stung by Ulrich’s earlier runs and eager to get a 3-and-out, the Nebraska defense had as many as 8 players in the box. Cyclone quarterback Marv Seiler took the snap and faked a hand off to Ulrich up the middle, who was immediately tackled by three Nebraska players, making a big pile that slowed down other pursuing Huskers. With these defenders conveniently pre-occupied, the option play continued to the right. Seiler held the ball and turned up field…..

There are times in your life when the seconds seem like hours...

When the flow of time slows to a crawl as if to accentuate a new revelation.

They are the times that the many years of gathering hopes and dreams trapped forever behind a dam of frustration finally cascade through the valley when the levee breaks,

when wrongs are at last righted,

when every knee bows,

every tongue confesses

and the years’ accumulated aggravations flash away in a glorious lightening strike from the heavens….


YOETQABQJITSTIA.20100823185347.jpg


The sight of ungainly, third-string QB Marv Seiler rambling 78 yards down the sideline, while 8 future NFL players run in molasses behind him seems like a divine appointment. For that brief, shining moment, God used the humble of college football to shame the wise. Brought down at the Nebraska two yard line, Seiler’s run unleashed a torrent of rapturous jubilation from the Cyclone faithful.

In an exclamation point to this electric, world-stopping moment, the very next play was a dive up the middle of Nebraska’s stunned defense. Ulrich plunged the ball over the goal line and a dagger into the Huskers’ chances for a comeback. At last, the Big Red Dragon would be slain.
 
I was there! I actually had an extra ticket I couldn't sell or even give away. :) Total domination by the Cyclones - until they got to the Red Zone. At least, they made their FGs. Great game plan by ISU and perfectly executed + Nebraska was flat as a pancake.
 
Until the Campbell era, the 1992 ISU-Nebraska game was the highlight of my Cyclone Fandom.

The Clones were 3-6 going into that game and 29 point underdogs. The weather was reasonably good for mid-November, meaning we couldn’t count on a blizzard to slow down the Husker offensive attack, which had been averaging 438 yards/game and trampled 8th ranked Colorado (52-7) and 13th ranked Kansas (49-7) the preceding two weeks.

So, as the game opened with the Cyclones putting together some impressive, time-consuming drives culminating in Ty Stewart field goals, no one seemed overly excited about it. We’d all seen Iowa State put up a good first half fight against superior opponents, only to fade with the afternoon sun. And when Nebraska freshman phenom Tommy Frazier completed a 15-yard first half touchdown pass underneath a defender’s arms …while falling backwards, many Cyclone fans began planning their trip to the Welch Avenue bar district.

But then something odd happened…or didn’t happen. The expected Cyclone fold failed to materialize. After clawing to a 12-10 halftime lead, the offense came back out and put together several more solid drives and, aided by a timely unsportsmanlike conduct call against Nebraska on a 3rd and long sack, held the ball for several more minutes. The defense kept making stops and preventing big plays. Normally, you’d expect a fumble deep in Cyclone territory on the ensuing drive or an 80 yard touchdown run by the other team.

One cannot overestimate the cumulative psychological effect of Cyclone fullback Chris Ulrich’s carries in this game. With bulldog alacrity, he consistently turned 1 yard into 3, 3 yards into 6, 5 yards into 8. While not stellar numbers, they helped move the chains, chew up the clock, and keep the Frazier highlight reel on the sidelines. More importantly, his every struggling, surging step incrementally raised the spirit of the Cyclone faithful; always moving forward, holding onto the ball, getting first downs, holding the lead well into the second half….against Nebraska!

Ulrich's success gaining yards between the tackles required the Nebraska defense to shift more players towards the center of the field, leaving fewer players outside the tackles. This threat perception set the stage for what one ISU Media Guide dubbed “the run heard round the world.”

After a scoreless 3rd quarter and another inexplicable defensive stop by Iowa State, the Nebraska punter kicked a 61 yard punt that went into the south end zone, putting the Cyclones at their own 20 yard line with 11 minutes left in the 4th quarter. Stung by Ulrich’s earlier runs and eager to get a 3-and-out, the Nebraska defense had as many as 8 players in the box. Cyclone quarterback Marv Seiler took the snap and faked a hand off to Ulrich up the middle, who was immediately tackled by three Nebraska players, making a big pile that slowed down other pursuing Huskers. With these defenders conveniently pre-occupied, the option play continued to the right. Seiler held the ball and turned up field…..

There are times in your life when the seconds seem like hours...

When the flow of time slows to a crawl as if to accentuate a new revelation.

They are the times that the many years of gathering hopes and dreams trapped forever behind a dam of frustration finally cascade through the valley when the levee breaks,

when wrongs are at last righted,

when every knee bows,

every tongue confesses

and the years’ accumulated aggravations flash away in a glorious lightening strike from the heavens….


YOETQABQJITSTIA.20100823185347.jpg


The sight of ungainly, third-string QB Marv Seiler rambling 78 yards down the sideline, while 8 future NFL players run in molasses behind him seems like a divine appointment. For that brief, shining moment, God used the humble of college football to shame the wise. Brought down at the Nebraska two yard line, Seiler’s run unleashed a torrent of rapturous jubilation from the Cyclone faithful.

In an exclamation point to this electric, world-stopping moment, the very next play was a dive up the middle of Nebraska’s stunned defense. Ulrich plunged the ball over the goal line and a dagger into the Huskers’ chances for a comeback. At last, the Big Red Dragon would be slain.
Did you write that or somebody else? Just curious.
 
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I was there that day with a friend. After the game, we had drinks of Crown Royal in the car waiting for the crowd to dissipate.

On the way back to Lincoln where I lived then, I honked at every Nebraska car as my Iowa State flags flapped in the wind. They knew my allegiance with my Nebraska plates of "IOWA ST".

I even wore Cyclone clothing to church the next day. Our very Husker-fan-minister even commented about me to the congregation and congratulated me.

Somewhere I have a poem that I wrote about the game that I sent to Jim Walden.
 
Kind of a different take on the importance of that day in my athletic life.

Had tickets to go. Have had tickets since I was born (through my parents). On most any other Saturday game we would have been there. That particular day though (my junior year in high school) we were playing in the state semifinals with a trip to the Dome on the line (back before the semis were in the Dome).

I remember that day very vividly as we were playing as it was a cold and windy November day. The announcer for our game would announce local scores and on this day included the ISU v. NU game score updates as we were only about 30 minutes from Ames.

We went up on a late, fourth quarter, fourth and goal, desperation heave to the end zone, to a tight end that couldn't catch a cold all throughout the season. Easily one of the most exciting times in my high school athletic career. Despite a desperate last second attempt to push down the field by our opponent, we hung on, and punched our ticket to the Dome.

My scrap book that I put together of various newspaper clippings pays homage to both wins that day as I clipped the Peach front page and laminated it to keep for all time. Truly historic indeed!

I have seen probably > 80% of the games that ISU has played at the Jack since the late 70's. It's in my blood. It's who I am. It's what we do. While I regret not being able to see that particular game, I think I had a pretty good reason, and truth be told, since 2011, have seen things that I never would have thought possible for an ISU football team that has more than made up for it.
 

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