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College Football Sold Its Soul

The fans had gathered in the pre-dawn hours for the sausage and biscuit tailgate fare

Over strong hot coffee they discuss their teams chances against the opposition with the seventeen-year-old quarterback millionaire

The kickoff was at noon. The early time was scheduled by the true drivers of the sport, the television network

Their game was significant with playoff ramifications but was scheduled at the early time slot to compete against Des, Nick, Coach and Kirk

Big Money is only concerned with ratings and ESPN rules the roost

So the game will be played at noon to hopefully give the other network a boost

Sure, the fans squawked their protests like sheep bleeting in the runway to the slaughterhouse

But eventually they’ll break out the bourbon and quietly fill the stadium without realizing they are being controlled by Micky Mouse

The sleepy-eyed band is trying to work up some school spirit with the school’s fight song

But there wasn’t much of a spark generated as the fans have realized that college football in its greed has done them wrong

The boosters have been taken for granted for so long the sport feels invincible

They’ve quietly watched as football has turned into a giant money grab. Now to be considered for the privilege of buying tickets one has to make a payment to the athletic department but parking and tailgate fees are additional

The game itself has turned into one long butt numbing commercial fest

A 60-minute game has been stretched into a four-hour contest

The commercial breaks now take up 2-1/2 hours of the broadcast. Sportsbooks rule the airwaves with drug and beer commercials close behind As fans in the stands sit on their hands hiding from the weather while waiting for another three minutes of action as designed

Oh, Wait! The referees are huddled around a camera to see if the call they are paid to make was correct so we take another five-minute commercial break

“We’ll delay the action, kill the momentum, and a potential winning drive to see if our incompetent asses made a mistake”

“Let’s add a two-minute warning timeout in addition to the other three because Lord knows we haven’t had enough TV adds”

Toss in a thirty-minute half-time show so five talking heads can delve into the minds of the nineteen- year-old lads

Maybe just maybe this kid wasn’t giving his all because with three losses this team wasn’t making the playoffs anyway

With the Transfer Portal looming large, he’ll be gone at the season’s end to a bigger and better payday

He’ll go to a team that schedules more cupcake games where he can flash his athletic brilliance and not as likely to risk injury before going to the tier one pros

It’s all about the money, follow the dollar sign. No school loyalty, no team spirit and it’s no skin off his nose

If only the NCAA had woken to the fact they had the perfect playoff system already in hand

With the number of bowl games and a 64 team round robin tournament, think of the money TV, the universities, and players could command

Just drop the regular season games to ten and then begin the road to the championship

Suddenly the Bluebonnet Bowl wouldn’t be looked upon as a consolation trip

Much like March Madness this style tournament would give most a shot and advance the “cream” to the top

And all the fans hollering about shoulda’s coulda’s and woulda’s would slow to a stop

To Annoy is to Sell

Currently there is a car commercial focused on a children’s orchestra struggling to play a musical piece

Cut to the fashionable Mom shutting her windows and moonroof as these children’s valiant efforts were causing eye rolling and her forehead to crease

I suppose this hyper anxious Mom would be able to jump out of her silenced domain, pick up a horn and effortlessly knock out a quick version of “Hoe Down” by Copeland

The idea is to imply these kids’ efforts aren’t worth her attention so shut them out while they struggle with the rest of the band

The next commercial focuses on a family proudly eyeing a winning lottery ticket that was placed on the table when one of the kids spills a glass of juice

As the liquid advances across the wooden surface, the family, horror-stricken all scream like they have a screw loose

Here’s an idea. Just pickup the ticket and then worry about cleaning up the mess

Mr Spock would term this logical as this would reduce these dullards’ drama queen stress

Turn on any sporting event and the first commercial break will feature a sportsbook advising how you can instantly win cash

The ad features exploding graphics, fans high fivin’, and implied riches while in reality you should be watching your bank account crash

The excitement is to have you dial these gambling houses up, but be sure to have a credit card handy

They need to know you are credit worthy and will cut you off when you reach an approved limit as that is their real modus operandi

That brings us to the big stupid bird and the guy in sunglasses dressed in yellow with the toothpick

This long-running campaign makes the bird the brighter of the two as the guy appears thick as a brick

Of course this company has always treated viewers like idiots with “out of work actors, dancing mimes, and a Saturday night cowboy”

Hopefully this assault on intelligence works as these commercials seemingly only strive to annoy

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