… comes from Matt Hayes, who thinks college football is in need of a commissioner. I think Matt Hayes needs to polish his sales pitch.
You may not like Roger Goodell. You may not agree with David Stern. You may not understand Bud Selig. But you respect them all—and more important, hear their decisions and move on.
Yeah, when I think of Bud Selig, I think college football sure could use a former car salesman like him.
Not that this has the proverbial snowball’s chance of ever seeing the light of day (“I don’t think one man can stand there and wave a magic wand and make everything work,” said Big Ten commissioner Jim Delany), but if it ever does come to fruition, I’d like to throw my hat in the ring for the job. Although I’d prefer it be called college football’s ‘God-King’ instead of ‘Commissioner’. My qualifications? In a world where Mark Emmert calls the shots at the NCAA, could I really do any worse?
Where can I fax my resume?
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Knowing how to operate a fax machine is an immediate disqualification!
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From yer first Friday AM presser: “Senator God King…how would you deal with the horrific idea that defensive players make contact with offensive players, and that some of the defensive players will get high fives and attaboys from their coaches for doing so?”
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My first move will be to get rid of the excessive celebration penalty.
And that’s Mister God King to you. 😉
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I can support this platform. Also, no playoff. Ever.
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Bluto for Mister God King campaign begins today.
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And he oversees the playoff.
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And a uniform drug suspension policy.
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And Yiddish made permissable to converse with officials on contested calls.
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Contact me if you need a reference, Senator.
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I probably don’t have to say this, but you shouldn’t use me as a reference. Political and verbal correctness get short shrift with me and you’re going to need all you can get in that bunch of political sharks.
I propose Pres. Adams for the job. Then I’d propose Blutarsky for Pres of UGA.
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Not gonna happen…you couldn’t afford the pay cut!
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