“Most coaches like eight games.”

That’s Missouri’s Gary Pinkel, stating the obvious about how SEC coaches feel about conference scheduling.  (Didn’t take long for him to get the lay of the land.)

Of course, if you want the whiny version of that, Les Miles is more than happy to oblige.

“I wonder about the view of how the champion is decided in the finest collegiate football conference in America,” Miles said Wednesday without any prompting. “It’s interesting to see how you would compare our schedule with others. I wonder if there should be no permanent partners. I wonder if a computer might pick a fairer schedule by random draw.”

Hey, no big deal.  Les is just wonderin’.  Me, I wonder if tradition has anything to do with the finest collegiate football conference in America being the finest collegiate football conference in America.

Meanwhile, Steve Spurrier goes for the gold in Olympic whining with this beaut:

South Carolina coach Steve Spurrier said if the SEC wants to be fair, it will do away with permanent cross-divisional foes. The Head Ball Coach didn’t stop there, either.

“Tennessee’s got Alabama, who’s been the best team the last three or four years, and that’s not fair for Tennessee to have to play those guys every year,” Spurrier said. “But I don’t know. Heck, that’s just sort of the way it is. The coaches … we don’t make the rules. We just try to coach our teams the best we can.

“Nobody said it’s supposed to be fair anyway. Have you ever heard any commissioner or anybody say it’s supposed to be fair? They’d make the recruiting rules more fair. Right now, it seems like the same team gets all the top players every year in recruiting. We just need to go play whoever they tell us to play and do the best we can, and things will work out hopefully.”

Maybe the SEC can start a draft of high schoolers, Steve.  You should schedule a meeting with Slive about that.

Leave it to Nick Saban to be the voice of reason.

Alabama coach Nick Saban favors a plan that would allow a player to face every school in the league at least once during his career.

“I think it makes it more league-oriented to play more cross-divisional games,” Saban said.

How to go about doing that is the tricky part.

Saban said playing two cross-divisional foes every year and eliminating the permanent foe would be one way, but he also pointed out that going to nine conference games would also allow teams the opportunity to play more cross-divisional games. That way, the Alabama-Tennessee and Auburn-Georgia rivalries would survive on a yearly basis.

That really is the nut of things, isn’t it?  Assuming he cares about the coaches’ bitching, Slive’s got a pretty clear-cut choice.  That he hasn’t actually made such a choice means (1) he doesn’t care and/or (2) he’s buying time until he gets a final answer out of CBS and ESPN about how he can maximize broadcast revenue for the conference.  We’ll learn a lot more about both when we see what emerges from Destin in June.  That is, assuming anything does.


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28 responses to ““Most coaches like eight games.”

  1. I wanna Red Cup

    I have to say I agree with Saban. The SEC should go to 9 conference games and teams should play every team in the other division every 4 years. And by all means traditional rivalries should be maintained. Think of the decent games we would get to see as opposed to the directional State U’s.

    • Cojones

      Amen. This is the second time today you have put it simply and straight to the target. You bet, nine games does the trick for holding together the oldest rivalry of the South while playing two others in the West division. Yeah, I know, the coach’s don’t want that scenario as a majority, but it makes sense and I don’t think we should ever fade from competing with other SEC members. It will be unfair as far as SOS is concerned, but that will now be factored into the polls.

      Besides, we are SEC fans and deserve the best CFB in the country.

  2. gastr1

    The coaches have no leverage whatsoever (which is partly why they’re opining so openly). None of them are going to leave the finest conference in America, so Slive has not one reason to worry about their concerns. It’s not like they’re legends that can’t be replaced. It’s also not like this particular group doesn’t bitch and moan about every little perceived injustice, either.

    I do kinda wish Slive would tell Spurrier to get the hell out if it’s too difficult for his candy-ass.

    • Cojones

      Looky here, if Saban can promote his program by ramping up the competition instead of trying to schedule his way to championships, we should not be any different. It’s embarrassing when the NC Team Coach proposes more competition between more teams and there are others that try to cry their way to a championship.

  3. I can get Les’ whining a bit. After all, Bama has had some pretty easy draws of late (thanks in part to Tennessee going down, but how long has it been since they played Florida, South Carolina, or Georgia).

    • tran

      UF-2010-11, usc 2009-10, uga 2007-08

      • Mayor of Dawgtown

        Yeah and during those stretches Bama was 1-1 against FU, 1-1 against USCe and 1-1 against UGA.

        • Dog in Fla

          Yes but how many of those L’s were pre-Nick because according to Finebaum on Bama it’s not fair to count L’s pre-Nick and post-Bear expect for that year Gene Stallings did something.

          • Hogbody Spradlin

            Well, none of them genius.

            • Dog in Fla

              Oh, yeah? (Says who? This is not for you to judge or even acknowledge, this grievance between Mayor and me, but is an old blood enmity half-day old race-war and a trick ambush question about how far apart the covers are on the Old Testament Book of Saban to lure him out for a much-needed recall with prejudice and for that reason no one not even me can only comprehend, while you, being a Hogbody or a Redskin, can’t begin to plumb the depths of it. You have emotionally battered me with proper name spelling tips over the years. Now I can’t remember how to spell. Or do complex arithmetic like remember dates by osmosis. But yet you still call me a genius. That is it. He’s a municipal figurehead and you are a Hogbody, and being a Hogbody, you are not fit to regard my awesome Wechsler Adult Intelligence Scale®—Third Edition (WAIS®–III), Samford-Binet (Birmingham Style), MMPI-Part Deux, FCAT and Wonderlic scores with anything more than sullen trepidation.) Thank you, thank you very much.

              • AthensHomerDawg

                =1… A little edgy
                I gotta ask…. at what sports did you letter in in HS? And..were you not on the Student Annual team and were you not the President of your class?
                And no I don’t expect a real answer and yes there were traces of Gonzo in that last post.

                “THE EDGE, there is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over.”

                • Dog in Fla

                  That was my finely tuned, shorter adaptation (some (not me) would call it theft but I call it fair use.) of “As I Lay Kvetching,” by David Sheffield, who (like me) loves the Stooges, but (unlike me) can actually get through a sentence/paragraph/page/chapter of Faulkner and then write a script, the full form of which follows:

                  The winning entry in the 15th annual Faux Faulkner parody contest, “As I Lay Kvetching,” David Sheffield’s answer to the literary question: What if William Faulkner had written a script for the Three Stooges?

                  “As I Lay Kvetching, by William Faulkner — Stooges Episode .1632; Revisions by Mort Freberg, Abe Shineman, Paul DeMarco,
                  Curtis Ney; Eighth Draft, August 12, 1941.”
                  By David Sheffield

                  FADE IN:
                  She (the old woman, Mrs. Compson) had spent the better part of the morning waiting for them (the workmen) to arrive, yet they had not come; and when at length they drew the wagon into the yard and tied the mules beneath the scattershot shade of the water oak and climbed down amid the dust and moiling dogs to survey the house, she perceived to her dismay that they were stooges: two of whom were brothers (Moe and Curly Howard) and a third (Larry Fine) who claimed no part of their lineage but who was nonetheless of their ilk; come to wait, slack-jawed and splayfooted, before the great stair which led to the room where she (the old woman, Mrs. Compson) had retired; come with paints and pots of glue and damask wallpaper to cover them (the walls) afresh, while she (the old woman, Mrs. Compson) could only pray that they (the stooges) could refurbish and thereby sanctify it (the foyer) which now suspired with the age-old effluvia of honor and sacrifice and obduracy, still redolent with the wretched sweet scent of inviolability which they (her father and her father’s brothers, whose boots these stooges were unworthy to suck even so much as the laces of) had impressed into the very grain of the cypress balustrade upon which he, Moe, the eldest, now knocks — not obeisantly, not malevolently either, but indolently. Hearing no response, they break into something resembling song:
                  MOE: Helloooo…
                  LARRY: Helloooo ….
                  CURLY: Hellooooo …
                  ALL THREE: Hello!
                  CURLY: Nobody’s home. Let’s break for lunch. Nyuh, nuyk, nyuk.
                  MOE: Ix-nay! Put that away, numbskull!
                  Then Moe, aiming his extended fore and middle fingers, thrusting them into Curly’s eye sockets, heedless of the pain or even the surcease of sight this might inflict.
                  LARRY: Hey! He didn’t do nothin’!
                  MOE: Oh, yeah? Sez who? (This is not for you to judge or even acknowledge, this grievance between Curly and me, but is an old blood enmity which only we Howards can comprehend, while you, being a Fine, cant begin to plumb the depths of it. That is it. We are Howards and you are only a Fine, and being a Fine, you are not fit to regard us with anything more than sullen trepidation.) Now get going, lame brain. We got work to do.
                  CURLY: La dee, la dah …
                  At last it is Curly who picks up the plank, rough hewn and smelling of sweet gum, and — feeling the weight and heft and fiber of it — swings it innocently (bending to retrieve the tool, the ball-peen hammer dropped casually on Larry’s toe) and feeling the awful force of the blow as it (the plank) catches Moe upside his head and hearing the dreadful thunk of wood against bone and sinew, a sound the like of which he has not heard since his uncle (Irving) took them (Curly and Moe) to the park where he (the uncle, Irving) slapped with the blade of an oar the rotting rind of an overripe musk melon.
                  MOE: Spread out!
                  With his pliers Moe grasps his brother’s nose, twisting his nostrils inside out.
                  CURLY: Woob, woob, woob, woob, woob.
                  FADE OUT and into

                  Now for my favorite subject: answering the above questions about me!

                  Baseball. Short and second base. Played right pulling right guard and defensive line on single-wing team. Bitched and moaned about wanting the ball in my hands on a team which featured only one running back who oddly enough was the best player on the team. Was fastest player on team. Impressed no one. Told to go out for track. **** that. Then magically stopped growing as fast as teammates. Tired of having shit knocked out of me by them. Took my many talents to the diamond. Was awesome. Opinion not widely shared. Was pitched high and tight. Not because they thought I was an offensive threat but because I was offensive. Was not on Student Council, was not nominated to the National Honor Society by teachers who for some reason did not particularly care for my bullshit, thought I was a general overall pain in their ass and didn’t take their shit seriously enough. Was voted Best Looking and of course got laid a lot before and after that election by many super-hot high school girls who wanted to be almost famous by being with me, someone who was almost famous. Early release from high school. Onto college. Made agonizing decision not to try out for any kind of intercollegiate college ball but did become ace receiver for KA flag football team. Was awesome. Opinion not widely shared. Got no letter but did get Confederate flag jersey and chance to be in a parade each year.

              • Mayor of Dawgtown

                Damn! You and I are in a half-day old race-war? Which side am I on?

        • tits

          2-0 against UF in 2010-11

  4. Go Dawgs!

    Red Cup and Nick Saban are right (and I’m sorry to pair you off with him, Red Cup). It’s so obvious that the SEC has to go to 9 games. It’s just a better approach. You don’t have to scrap traditions that made the league great like the Third Saturday in October and the South’s Oldest Rivalry. You get better inventory to convince ESPN and CBS to pull their checkbooks back out to fix Mike Slive’s negotiating gaffe. Sure, it gives the coaches an extra week of headache but let’s face it… one additional tough game isn’t going to kill anyone. If it was going to 10 games, then I could understand. All we’re asking is for teams to give up one cupcake.

    • Scott W.

      Yes but to get the most publicity out of it for your network, you must act reluctant at first.

  5. HVL Dawg

    It’s number 2

  6. Otto

    Leave it at 8 games. Many of the cross divisions game will be played as often as they were before ’92.

  7. Bob

    Don’t leave it at 8. Sick and tired of directional and FCS “opponents”. Nine conference games and 2 BCS level OOC games for everyone. Then if teams need a cream puff, give them one…but only one.

    • Otto

      9 SEC games, 2 BCS level OOC games, SECCG, and 2 playoff games is not sustainable from a depth perspective at 85 scholarships.

      I would like to see UGA play 1 OOC BCS conf or BCS buster team in addition to GT with 8 SEC games.

      • Cojones

        Don’t agree with that conjecture. Many players play a number of games (over-under Armor- whatever) beyond the seasons schedule every year and many do that in HS (Championships), etc.

    • Cosmic Dawg

      Me too, Bob. I almost have quit watching those games…and this coming from a guy who visits a CFB blog just about every day in APRIL. I think the least we could do is schedule a Maryland or Wake Forest or whatever instead of a directional.

      And in a related discussion, personally I could care less about thumping Tech anymore. It’s almost just more annoying to play them than fun – I would much rather see GA vs, say Arkansas or A&M than stupid Tech.

  8. NC Dawg

    A requirement for nine conference games seems a bit much, but it will sell on TV. That’s the ultimate yardstick in this day.


    You could play the other 6 every 3 years, two a year, no home/home.