The pig is coming home!
And I couldn’t be happier.
I watched two years ago as a superior Iowa team suffered a heartbreaking loss at TCF in Minneapolis.
Last year — again at TCF — Iowa lost again.
Coming into this year, I’ll be honest, I wasn’t feeling great about Iowa’s chances.
Iowa struggled, evident by last week’s loss to Central Michigan. And Minnesota was 4-0. Granted, the wins weren’t over big schools, Syracuse and UNLV were the best, but they were riding high.
The night before, I told my friends — all Iowa fans — if Iowa didn’t win, I couldn’t go home.
I wasn’t joking.
Early on, it looked like I didn’t have much to worry about.
The Hawkeyes came out and punched the Gophers in the mouth.
The first half was all Iowa, all the time. Minnesota managed 75 yards of offense and it was 24-0 at halftime.
Of course, the highlight of the first half was a flea flicker.
I’ve been watching Iowa for a lot of years and I never remember a flea flickers. But hey, when you’re 2-2 and playing one of your biggest rivals, why not?
The Hawks were conservative in the second half, but at that point, it didn’t matter — the game was decided.
With a final score of 31-13, the Hawks kept the Floyd of Rosedale in Iowa City, finally.
There wasn’t a better sight than watching the Iowa offensive linemen run over to the Minnesota sideline and grab the pig.
Floyd was named after Minnesota Gov. Floyd Olson, who bet Iowa Gov. Clyde Herring a prized pig. The hog came from Rosedale Farms near Fort Dodge, Iowa. Of course, it isn’t a real pig anymore, but a bronzed trophy.
Either way, it found its rightful home in Iowa City.
For all my friends who have been giving me a hard time for the past two years, be ready.
Because for the next 12 months, all I’ll say is this: