A Cyclone Optimist. C’mon, it’s August

By Justin Kendall

Can they spell “optimism”?

I’m hopeful every August. This year cannot possibly be worse than last year, I lie tell to myself. A 3-9 season in a coach’s first year is understandable, right? And we snatched defeat from the jaws of victory in a few of those. God does hate the Iowa State Cyclones.

But I’m an optimist (check back with me after week 4). So I renew my season tickets. I know there’ll be “growing pains.” It’s only year two of the Gene Chizik era, and Chizik’s still building up a basement dweller. Hell, the Cyclones have more holes to plug than a New Orleans levee.