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By Paul Myerberg // Jun 26, 2012
Welcome to Storrs, Conn., home of diminishing quarterback results since the last time Dan Orlovsky buttoned his chin strap for the hometown Huskies. That would be in 2004, eight seasons ago – an eternity in college football, as you know, and a period that encompasses the program’s entire history as a member of the Big East. Last fall, trick-shot-artist-turned-starter Johnny McEntee completed a hair more than 50 percent of his attempts while throwing 12 touchdowns; that doesn’t sound like much, but McEntee’s touchdown total was a program-high since 2007, when Tyler Lorenzen tossed 13 scores. As a team, the Huskies have thrown for 11,346 yards over the last five years. If that doesn’t sound that bad, think of that number a different way: UConn’s averaging 177.3 passing yards per game since 2007. Good, average? Nope. That’s just not good enough, period, and it’s a situation that Paul Pasqualoni and his staff must rectify immediately – or if not today, at some point before September.
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By Paul Myerberg // Jun 25, 2011
The Fiesta Bowl was good, but it wasn’t good enough for Randy Edsall. Or it was good at the time, but Edsall must have taken one thing away from his team’s lopsided bowl loss to Oklahoma: this is as good as it’s going to get, thought Edsall, so it’s time to get going while the going’s good. That’s the only way to color his decision to leave town at the height of his fame in Storrs, leaving behind a program that bears his fingerprints from top to bottom, from the F.C.S. to the F.B.S. and all points in between. He’ll be remembered for what he did for the Huskies, but his departure does leave a sour taste in the mouth of a fan base that might have expected the Fiesta Bowl to not be the pinnacle but a launching pad for even greater success in the future.