Wait a minute…
Georgia players escape being busted for a game and a Gator won’t be making the trip? What universe is this, anyway?
Christ, this is stupid.
The league announced late Friday morning that, when the conference championship game returns for the 2017 season, there will be no split into two five-team divisions. Instead, the teams with the best and second-best record in conference play will square off in the conference championship game.
Each conference member will continue to play nine league games every season, one against each other member.
“There are a number of advantages to matching our top two teams,” said commissioner Bob Bowlsby in a statement. “Given our round-robin, nine-game scheduling model, it is expected the Big 12 champion will be uniquely positioned for College Football Playoff consideration. I would argue there will be no path more difficult than our champion’s, where it will have played every team in the Conference, faced at least one Autonomy Conference non-conference opponent, and then plays in our championship game.
“The guaranteed No. 1 vs. No. 2 matchup will be a great game for our fans, and it’s hard to imagine a stronger position for a conference champion.”
Except for that whole team that loses in the regular season beating the team it lost to in the championship game, it’s brilliant.
You’ve got a round robin schedule that is the best way to crown a conference champion, and you can’t leave well enough alone. Because, mo’ money. This, friends, is why we’ll have a 16-team national championship one day.
… but you can’t kick Athens out of the coach.
This Chip Towers piece is an exercise in futility, unless the ‘Bama team bus wrecks on the way to the SECCG.
It’s rare when I find it necessary to step back and offer a correction to something Seth Emerson writes, but I feel I can’t stay silent in the face of this observation:
But I’d also like to push back on the World’s Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party name. Not out of political correctness, but accuracy: How many cocktails do you actually see there? My walk from the media parking lot to the stadium is usually strewn with cans of Bud Light and maybe, for the high-class set, a Michelob. It’s a fun scene, don’t get me wrong, but it’s not like people are sitting around holding garden parties and sipping Martinis with their pinky fingers extended.
To quote Donald Trump, WRONG.
At least that’s the case for my group, which has been making the trek for more than thirty years, and starts early and often with Bloody Marys, only to continue with bourbon mixed with various substances. Yes, beer is also consumed, but we’re fairly democratic in our alcohol usage. (Not to mention that one member of our group specializes in putting together bizarre shooter concoctions and talking Gator fans into drinking them.) I should also mention that beer doesn’t smuggle well into the game… not that I have any direct knowledge of that, of course.
Anyway, if you look around the various tailgates that surround us, there are plenty of others with elaborate bar setups. We’ve all, Bulldog and Gator alike, earned that WLOCP designation.
Seth, you gotta get out more.
The ones that know why aren’t talking. Which is probably the only intelligent decision that’s been made in connection with the entire debacle.
Don’t know why that song popped into my head this morning.
Anyway, I’m about to head out for Amelia Island. You know the drill. I’ll post when I can and you guys can fill in the gaps.
Let’s hope we Dawg people have
some property to destroy something to celebrate Saturday night.