Do you feel that? Its that dormant addiction brewing in your soul, that anxious excitement that makes you feel queasy and parched, that feeling like you are sitting down in a soon-to-be-launched 150 MPH roller coaster called “Christmas Eve on Cocaine” — It is Hokie Football season.

And because of late, our team seems to want to get back on the wagon in grand either-were-fucked-or-we-fucking-rule fashion we decided to start things off with #3 Boise State at FedEx field…  “#3 Boise State at FedEx field”… That phrase  has almost no known equivalent of lunacy save for “fucking 9 albino whores with a flaming penis blade atop my dragon saddle.”

This is the biggest game in Boise State’s history - because it is the one game that all of the analysts have decided to accept as The Path to the promised land known as the BCS Championship game. Everyone knows how important this game is for shaping the rest of the season rankings (and potentially the post season format in years to come) and big conference schools are all biting their nails whispering “come on Hokies, come on” because they know that Boise can run the table and find themselves squared up against a program with 10x the financial support and 10x the asshole alumni behind them if they live up to their preseason #3 ranking in one week.

Sure, Boise State is a good team and they have a lot of players back. They tend to do well at the end of the season when they one to throw one last fist in the face of the small-conference naysayers. I am sure its easy inspiration for the coaching staff, the old David vs. Goliath, show ‘em what you got, they called your mother a whore routine. But this game is different, now they have the target, and the Hokies are the ones on the attack.

Metaphorically speaking, Boise State has played a game of Asshole with his College Football buddies during the ENTIRE keg party. Boise State was always handing over 2’s and forgetting to call out “last card” - relegated to Vice President at best, but usually just the beer bitch - and they now have their golden chance. They finally have all the 2’s and high royals and they can’t wait to show everyone what they are made of. Well you know what, that’s usually when you get stuck with too many card in your hand and everyone else plays around you.

Here’s to what comes in one week and to the worst sports metaphor ever blogged - Let’s … Go … Hokies!

Stephen Strasburg, as we all know, is heading toward Tommy John surgery that will keep him out for 12-16 months.

People had speculated that his “inverted W” pitching style would break down his arm, the only question was when. He puts so much pressure on his arm as he cocks from a karate-kid like stance, leading with his elbow, before firing it in at 100+ MPH its actually surprising that it didn’t happen sooner. But looking on the bright side, at least this is “fixable” to some degree. Plenty of players come back from the surgery and do great, the namesake of the surgery showed you can be even better and last longer. Had it been his shoulder the dark clouds would be circling a lot longer over Nats ballpark.

Rob Dibble, who took two days off after he was placed in hot water for criticizing the team’s handling of Strasburg and not allowing him to play hurt (note, he didn’t say he should play “injured” but still felt they were babying him), will probably have to eat his foot for the time being.

But now we have 2011, a year in which we likely won’t have much more success but a necessary step nonetheless to getting to a playoff contending team. Dunn may be gone. Bryce Harper surely won’t make the scene, he can’t even buy porno or cigarettes yet. Jordan Zimmerman is back and may find himself as the defacto ace of the club for the time being, should we hang on to Livan and try to maintain the rotation as it was. But young players like Ian Desmond will improve, prospects will fill out the bullpen, and coaching (which we need to remember Riggleman has only had one season and a month to serve as the manager) can continue to grow together…Pat Listach better start sending runners as well, come on Nyger Morgan could be all the way back to first base before some of those balls make it to the infield when he puts up the stop sign.

But there is still an air of optimism in the Nats faithful however, no one expected 2011 to be “the year” and with Harper floating around there will be a second big debut in the future with the return of Strasburg…. perfect for the “Father, Son, and Holy Ghost” marking plan featuring Ryan Zimmerman, Bryce Harper, and Strasburg (respectfully).

Bottom line: Come back soon and come back healthy Stephen, we miss what glimpses of a potential future winning team you gave us.