Let's keep this brief. UConn lost to Cincinnati 34-17 today in front of roughly three dozen people at Rentschler Field, finally putting a dissapointing 5-7 campaign out of its misery. Two wins in the last three weeks created a glimmer of hope that UConn could salvage this season but that dream came crashing down onto the frozen East Hartford turf in a predictably frustrating loss filled with offensive penalties, stupid turnovers, inconsistent secondary play and piss-poor blocking.

But you know what? It's not the losing that has me worried -- I can live with losing. It's the apathy that worries me. I just do not care that this season is over, and if I bothered to try and feel something it'd be apathy. For the life of me I can't figure out where UConn is headed as a program. The two late wins probably bought Paul Pasqulaoni another year as head coach (George DeLeone deserves no mercy though -- he needs to be let go tomorrow), but I have no faith things are going to get better, and absolutely no sense that UConn football is building to something worth caring about. That's a serious concern going forward if UConn wants to get fans in the seats and it's something that needs to be addressed as soon as possible, whether Paul Pasqulaoni returns as head coach or not.