Karen Steger

2 weeks ago | rockmnation.com | Karen Steger

As I start to write this on Monday, April 7, I am another year older and wiser at age [redacted], but my god if that Regional Finals on Sunday night didn’t age me an additional five-plus years. If you read my preview, I diagnosed myself with Post Traumatic Regional Finals Stress Disorder, or PTRFSD from last year’s infuriating mess. I was ready to be done with that, washed clean by TSwift lyrics and the torrential downpours that flooded Columbia’s streets all weekend.

2 weeks ago | chatsports.com | Karen Steger

Back to the Missouri Tigers Newsfeed Related Topics: CC Harrison, Missouri Tigers By Karen StegerCan we go back in time and take away the first inning? Unfortunately, that’s not possible, but it’s too bad for Missouri starter CC Harrison, who outside of that cursed first inning, was really good. Let’s get to it. No Take-BacksiesLet’s just rip the band-aid off and start with the bad stuff. That first inning was... not good.

2 weeks ago | rockmnation.com | Karen Steger |Dylan Heinrich

GAME ONE: Mizzou 3 — Texas 4Title: Tiger Bats Awaken in Close LossAlternate Title: If Only We Could Erase the First InningBy Karen Steger Can we go back in time and take away the first inning? Unfortunately, that’s not possible, but it’s too bad for Missouri starter CC Harrison, who outside of that cursed first inning, was really good. Let’s get to it. Let’s just rip the band-aid off and start with the bad stuff. That first inning was... not good.

2 weeks ago | sports.yahoo.com | Karen Steger

Over the past year, I’ve been suffering from what I will call Post-Traumatic Regional Final Syndrome, or PTRFS for short. Do you remember last year? I remember last year. For a few reasons— 1) because it was my birthday and that shit quite literally ruined my day— my friend Sara had to drag me out of my house to go get drinks at The Berg, and 2) because the events of that godforsaken meet still make me angry.

2 weeks ago | rockmnation.com | Karen Steger

SEC Conference graphic Over the past year, I’ve been suffering from what I will call Post-Traumatic Regional Final Syndrome, or PTRFS for short. Do you remember last year? I remember last year. For a few reasons— 1) because it was my birthday and that shit quite literally ruined my day— my friend Sara had to drag me out of my house to go get drinks at The Berg, and 2) because the events of that godforsaken meet still make me angry.