I’ve said before, and I’ll say it again this morning, Samuel McKeown is the best reporter on the Huskers beat.

Here’s some of his copy from last night:

Another primetime game. Another top-five opponent. Another stunning meltdown. A tentative offense. A confused, sloppy, undisciplined defense. More personal foul flags. More burned timeouts because the defense doesn’t know how to line up. Another fumble by Quentin Castille. Shot after shot after shot of Nebraska head coach Bo Pelini cursing a blue streak, yelling at his assistants, or berating the referees.

Except the trip to Norman was even worse than that.

NU was supposed to have grown up in games against Texas Tech, Iowa State and Baylor. Instead, Nebraska’s kickoff and kickoff return teams were blasted by OU’s units – and Oklahoma’s kick coverage was awful prior to this game. The Sooners gutted Nebraska’s rush defense and quarterback Sam Bradford pretty much did as he pleased through the air.

I read a post at Big Red Network that said, “For some reason, I was not that mad last night. Disappointed, but not mad.” I don’t share that sentiment in the least. I was furious at what I saw last night. The beating we took from Mizzou was disappointing to me. What I saw last night was worse than a bad joke. It was disgusting.

Nebraska fans have held it together for a long time now, through the underperforming Solich teams, the nightmare that was Loserhan and now two embarrassing beat downs on national TV this fall. It may be right and good for Pelini to help the team forget and move on, in order to focus on the KU game, but for me, what I saw last night was as scarring as it gets and I’m not likely to soon forget it.