Another genius scrutinizes attendance at university football games (especially the BCS) and begins to detect a problem.
There’s no there there.
Football’s not – as all of Gump Nation believes – the front porch of the university. It’s a surly back alley, a scholastic Skid Row, a lunar landscape with losers.
Look at these stadiums. Look at this picture of the second half crowd at the Military Bowl. They’re the last human beings on earth, huddled near the field while a glowing UFO prepares to beam them up.
Once everyone’s gone, it’s the players plus the Masturbation Marching Band, tickling its own glockenspiel.
December 31st, 2012 at 9:21AM
“The bowl is contractually supposed to pair Army against an ACC team . . . .”
Well, well. As an Army graduate I question the sanity of anyone who contracts for winning Army football.