Only three more days until college football graces our televisions once again.
Is there anything more American than young men putting on the pads to represent their schools on Saturday afternoons? If there is I certainly haven’t seen it yet.
I need some play-action deep balls in the same way a drug addict needs his next fix. Give me the quarterback rollouts, power run football, the read-option, linebackers shooting the gaps, running backs carrying the ball for four yards, and a cloud of dust.
As I’ve said before, it’s a soft opening weekend, but at this point, I’ll take anything that is offered. I’m so desperate for football I’d be inclined to watch some JUCO football if it was on my television.
I’ve seen enough of the negativity in the news to last me until the Super Bowl. I’m ready to get back to Saturdays in the fall, a cold beer in my hand, the Wisconsin Badgers grinding out a close conference game, and reminding people the SEC is overrated.
Fact check: the SEC is indeed overrated.
In a few days we can all put aside our petty differences, and begin arguing about stuff that actually matters, like whether or not Urban Meyer is a better coach than Nick Saban.
We’re less than 72 hours away, America. We’re almost there. Don’t do anything stupid this late in the game. I’ll see you all in spirit Saturday afternoon.