Get ready to watch some underclassmen from the comfort of your super chill cabana

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We’ve been waiting in breathless anticipation to see what San Diego State is going to do this year to make the Concrete Tombstone feel like a real home, rather than a crumbling purgatory used to rightfully imprison the most pathetic owner in pro sports. We’ve talked about the possibilities before on the blog, but so far SDSU has been pretty mum on its intentions.

Even at least week’s scrimmage, the most notable change was what wasn’t there.

Today, we got some more clues. Bye bye end zone sections, hello … Premium Hospitality Cabanas?

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Aztecs lose to Wyoming but at least we get a two-point conversion call to argue about ad nauseam for eternity

Not that you care about how I ruined my Saturday afternoon, but I watched the Aztecs-Wyoming game with lemonverbena at his home in picturesque South Park, San Diego. I mention this seemingly-irrelevant “behind the blogging” factoid because I think we had the two possible rational reactions to what shall henceforth for referred to as The Unfortunate Incident at Jonah Field.

In the wake of the Aztecs’ 34-33 aspiration-crushing loss to the Wyoming Cowboys, we have decided to EMBRACE DEBATE. Because agonizing over a heartbreaking defeat is FUN.

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Hawai’i Five Five-Oh

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San Diego State’s tear through the Mountain West Conference over the past two seasons has been well-documented. The winning streak is up to 17. The point differential in five games this season is plus-154.

And Saturday evening, before a homecoming crowd of more than 41,000, the Aztecs might have achieved their most impressive and thorough torching of the MWC dumpster. Facing Hawai’i, a team widely considered the least bad of the absolutely putrid West Division, SDSU won 55-0 and clinched at least a tie for the division title.

Fifty-five to nothing.

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