I know it’s become pretty cliche and cringey to talk about at this point but if you’re under like 25 I cannot stress enough how one time Obama wore a tan suit and people spent a week arguing over whether or not it was demeaning to the Oval Office and they were serious about it.
Yeah, but those 2 losses were in pool play. We still took home the gold bracket trophy on Sunday!
Youth sports are about one thing, and it ain’t the kids.
For every Waukee soccer mom that blows through a stop sign with zero regard, there’s an old lady that randomly stops in the middle of the street for no reason.
For every Ashley there’s a Barb.
An (actual) Inconvenient Truth:
Lots of hot air about how tough the SEC is - but new HC after new HC come in & win w relative ease:
Gary Pinkell - Missouri
Mike Elko - Texas A&
Steve Sarkisian - Texas
I get doing the G6 home and homes but I’ll never understand why we schedule the second game of the series on the road.
If we win the first game, the team has scouted us and will be hungry for revenge in front of its home fans.
‘27 BGSU and ‘29 Tulane are upcoming examples.
@CrazyVibes_1 Its been about 25 years since I saw a child with a cast on a broken arm or leg. In the 80's, we had at least one in every class at all times.
At 100 years old, WWII veteran Bernie Smoot still drives his convertible Ford Mustang to play golf five days a week, shoots in the low 80s and shares wisdom from 74 years in the game: “You live to play golf. But to reach my age, you play golf to live.”
To celebrate Bernie — who landed at Omaha Beach just months after graduating high school — his PGA Coach and friend Jeff Maynor organized a tournament in his honor at the University of Maryland Golf Course, where Bernie plays five days a week.
Maynor, the course’s PGA Director of Golf, has run a @PGAHOPE program there for Veterans since 2019, which Bernie loves to support. The tournament for Bernie was a chance for those Veterans to thank him and celebrate his love for the game.
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In relation to today’s college football. If football started with a major foundation makeover and school presidents were going to build 4 conferences with 60 teams, some of the P4 schools would get left out, like WSU and OSU
There would be mostly holdovers, but also some leftovers
To Kirk Herbstreit, Keeper of the Mouse’s Coin Purse,
Word has drifted westward across the wheat fields and crimson hills of the Palouse that you have taken to lamenting the greed and excess of youth travel baseball. A curious sermon indeed, coming from a man seated atop the very empire that transformed college football from a proud regional tradition into a gaudy traveling circus stitched together by television contracts and bags of gold.
Good sir, spare us the pearl clutching.
For years your network rode through every conference in the land like railroad barons laying track through peaceful towns, leaving rivalry, tradition, and geography bleeding in the dust. ESPN and its broadcast brethren turned Saturdays into inventory slots, student-athletes into content assets, and conferences into disposable cattle to be auctioned to the highest bidder. You speak now of families trapped in a “Ponzi scheme”? Friend, your employers practically invented the modern blueprint.
The Pac-12 was not slain by Little League dads chasing plastic rings. It was gutted in broad daylight by television greed, by executives demanding ever-larger rights deals while commentators nodded approvingly from air-conditioned studios in Bristol. Schools now fly volleyball teams across three time zones on Tuesday nights so media shareholders may harvest another sliver of ad revenue between insurance commercials and gambling promos. Yet somehow the man cashing checks from the very machine that detonated regional college athletics wishes to scold parents for spending money on baseball tournaments.
Remarkable.
And let us not ignore the richest irony of all: a broadcaster profiting handsomely from the commercialization of amateur athletics lecturing others about the commercialization of amateur athletics. You have spent decades helping monetize teenagers carrying footballs before millions of viewers, all while networks negotiated billion-dollar deals behind closed doors. If there is to be a discussion about the morality of adults making fortunes from sports involving young people, perhaps the fellows seated at the largest banquet table ought not lead the prayer.
Travel baseball may indeed have problems. Excess exists. Egos exist. Costs exist. But at least most parents are doing it because they love their children and cherish time with them before the years vanish like summer sunsets over center field. Meanwhile, television executives carved apart a century of college football history because another yacht does not buy itself.
So next time the urge overtakes you to sermonize upon the selfishness of youth sports economics, perhaps glance first toward the glowing ESPN logo before mounting the pulpit.
Respectfully, though with a hearty scoff,
General Kirby Moore
Defender of the Palouse
Enemy of Media Cartels
Protector of Regional Rivalries