I think I need glasses. The sporting world is all blurring together like some kind of terrible astigmatism.

I'm trapped in a world without offense. It's like Steve Spurrier has this nightmare where there are no pitchers and catchers -- only linebackers whose arms are too jacked to throw tight spirals and 300-pound D-linemen running crossing patterns with arms like a T-Rex's that can't bring in the wounded-duck passes.

The Eagles mounted their too-little, too-late comeback on Sunday just like the Lady Lions had tried earlier that day.

Penn State cut a game high 11-point Purdue lead back to only two points with seconds to go. But it wasn't enough.

Amber Bland was forced to foul Katie Gearlds with 21.7 seconds left in the game, Gearlds hit both charity buckets, and the resulting Penn State possession was just like the rest of the game: fizzle.

The Lady Lions took far too long to develop a play in their half-court set and didn't get a good, open look at the basket. Final score: 50-44. Eww.

I tried to adjust my television set, maybe it was blurry, not me. But it was clear because I was told how, despite the Lady Lions' loss, it was still a moral victory for public television viewers because WPSX broadcasts local Penn State sports thanks to viewers like me, calling in with support of as much as $250. But that's a whole other can of worms, and not alcohol-drenched tequila worms either, more like the kind that come out of the ground after thunderstorms and make everything smell weird.

Coach Rene Portland cried wolf after the game, attributing the Lady Lions' offensive woes to Tanisha Wright's wrestling with foul trouble. Wright picked up her third foul before the second half started, and her fourth followed after the break, which means she's only playing 24 minutes instead of her usual 40.

"That's the longest we have ever played without Tanisha," Portland lamented.

Jess Strom couldn't get it going either, shooting 4-of-14 from the floor. Still she mustered up 11 points and five rebounds, but there was only so much she could do without Tanisha.

It was like T.O. later that night. He got his, but there was only so much he can do without McNabb [see 3 interceptions].

Where are the other heroes?

Where was the Jen Harris who put up 26 against Illinois, 18 at Iowa, or at least the 11 against Purdue in Penn State's earlier win? She had six on Sunday. Combine that with the Lady Lions' previous game against Michigan and that brings her current two-game performance to a grand total of 10 points.

What's up with the low post?

Only two games stick out in my mind of the Lady Lions using the low post as a place for consistent points:

1. Ashli Schwab's 15-rebound, 12-point performance against Wisconsin when she shot 71.4 percent from the floor.

2. Amanda Brown's 11-rebound, 12-point outing in the early season road loss to Texas Tech.

After those games there was a sense of, "OK. They can spread out the offense a little. I dig this. This will help a lot down the road, and especially on the road." But ever since, the post players have been playing like Dennis Rodman -- good on the glass and on D, but awkward and out of place everywhere else -- and last time I checked Rodman had this guy named Jordan around to score for him.

So is that it, then? T is like Mike, and if she doesn't turn it on, the Bulls go down?

Sunday's game was Penn State's to win. Purdue's big woman, Erin Lawless, fouled out with plenty of time left to attack inside the paint.

But Penn State was still playing cutesy on the perimeter, using Brown and Schwab to set high pick and rolls for Strom, whose shooting redefined "ice-cold" in a negative, non-Outkast way.

Granted, Brown was in foul trouble herself with three fouls for most of the second half, but something's got to give. Somebody's got to bite the bullet and play. If not Brown, then Schwab. If not Schwab, then Harris. Somebody.

This team keeps talking about how it's a championship contender. It has this "just get me in the tournament and I'll show you what I can do" attitude right now.

But this team looks more and more like it's driving down a road much longer than they thought. The kind of road that doesn't have street lights and lots of deer looking in from the woods only as tiny pairs of glowing eyes. If the Lady Lions aren't careful, they could end up coming across some scary looking girl with no face and just 360-degrees of hair, like in The Ring or something else mad scary.

What happens when they get in the tournament, and T gets in foul trouble again and Strom can't buy a bucket?

Will Portland try to go inside to the post players, or find whomever on her shallow bench has the hot hand?

None of the above happened on Sunday, and the Lady Lions lost because of it.