Daily Archives: February 18, 2010

Owen Schmitt, entertainer

It’s not that I can’t see this guy doing something on the side besides playing football…

… but I’m not sure I envisioned this.

… Schmitt is a head-banger no more.

Not that he’s gone soft since joining the Seattle Seahawks after a successful stint as fullback for the West Virginia Mountaineers.

No, ol’ No. 35 has gone country.

Schmitt will be making an appearance with the Davisson Brothers Band at the Lost Parrot Beach Bar & Grill on Neville Street in Beckley Thursday night. Schmitt is a part-time guitarist and vocalist with the Clarksburg-based group.

The Davisson Brothers Band is described on its Web site as having “a unique style infusing a remarkable blend of country, southern rock and bluegrass to create a distinctive sound.”

So how does Schmitt and his image fit in? And just how does one go from the gridiron to the stage?

Maybe he hits himself over the head with his guitar.

For your listening pleasure, here’s “Big City Hillbilly”.  No blood, though.

(h/t The Wiz)

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Revisiting a modest proposal, or maybe we can have it all.

I’ve made little secret of the fact that I would prefer a playoff composed of (tweaked) conference champions or the plus one format that BCS Guru has proposed over the current BCS arrangement.  But, after pondering some of the comments in response to this post of mine from yesterday, it occurs to me that conference expansion may provide an opportunity to create the greatest postseason EVAH… by combining the two.

You know, kinda like Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.

Laugh, call me crazy, whatever.  Just follow me here for a minute to see how it would work.

  1. Start with four sixteen-team superconferences. I’ll leave it for others to game out the journey; I’m only interested in the ultimate destination.  Four conferences broken into two divisions with a conference championship is where we’re at with this.
  2. Have all 64 schools in the power conferences play a 7-3-2 scheduling format. That is, a school plays all seven schools in its division, three in the other division and two non-conference opponents of the school’s choice.
  3. No matter what, all eight division winners qualify for a BCS game appearance. That part’s automatic, but there are a couple of wrinkles to come.
  4. The week after the conference championship games are played, the national semifinal games take place. Here’s where BCS Guru’s plus one format kicks in.  The two conference champs with the highest BCS rankings host the other two schools.  There’s your first incentive to win the nonconference games.  And, again, the losing schools automatically qualify to play in a BCS game.
  5. Enter Bowl Season – with a wrinkle. Now it’s time to play the bowls, just like always.  But let’s add another incentive into the mix.  An awful lot of lip service is paid to the proposition that the bowls are a great experience for the kids that they shouldn’t be deprived of.  Fine – let’s take that one step further by letting the players on the automatic qualifiers for the BCS games choose which bowl game they’d like to play in.  Let the national semifinal losers have the first picks, then let the other four schools cast ballots for their choices and use the BCS rankings to break any ties in the event that too many choose the same venue.  The final open slots would be chosen by the respective bowls, with the caveat that no team with a BCS ranking lower than fifteen can be selected.  (Call that the Notre Dame Rule.)  Tell me you wouldn’t watch the Bowl Selection Show.
  6. Play the National Championship Game. And tell Joe Barton to shove his bill… well, you know where.
  7. Lather, rinse, repeat. Can we all just get along now?

Seriously, what’s missing?  You get a playoff.  You have an objective determination as to which schools participate.  You preserve just enough subjectivity in the system to keep every regular season game meaningful.  You maintain the bowls and the importance of the regular season, so the money would still be there.  And you even toss in a dash of empowerment for the student athletes, which seems to me to be the least you could do for them.

Now that’s unique.  Feel free to pick this apart in the comments.

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A somewhat modest defense of Mike Bobo, ctd.

I know we all get wrapped up in some of the questionable playcalling moments that the Georgia offense stumbles through (more often than we like, certainly), but here’s the big picture consideration when it comes to Mike Bobo:

From 2008 to 2009, Georgia

  • saw its star quarterback and star running back go first and twelfth, respectively, in the NFL draft (and had one of its two star wideouts drafted in the second round);
  • ran 33 fewer plays on offense in 2009 than it did in 2008;
  • had its turnover margin explode from minus-3 to minus-16; and
  • played a schedule that went from Sagarin’s eleventh most difficult nationally to the seventh most difficult.

Yet, for all that, the team’s point production only dropped about two and a half points per game from one year to the next.  Those conditions suggest things could have been a lot worse.

I’m not suggesting that we erect a statue in Bobo’s honor.  But maybe the guy knows a little bit more about what he’s doing than we give him credit for sometimes.  Cutting him some slack now and then wouldn’t hurt, would it?

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Meet the new (temporary) boss, same as the old boss

This is how they roll in Gainesville, Florida:

Defensive coordinator Teryl Austin was a Steve Addazio hire. The two worked together at Syracuse, and Austin said Addazio called him a few days before National Signing Day to gauge his interest in the job in case it came open. This means Meyer and Addazio knew George Edwards might be planning to skip town before signing day… [Emphasis added.]

With how many members of the Class of 2010 do you think they shared those thoughts?

And Tim Tebow was recruited as a linebacker… just ask Jevan Snead.

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