As of September 3rd the college football season began.
This is a very exciting time for me. While I love my baseball by about this time the Royals have shown there true colors and I begin to shed the blue and white and move to the Maize and Blue that I love so dearly. Now I realize that I live in Missouri and should; by default, be a die hard Mizzou fan and while I respect Pinkel and the organization as a whole I’m not much on MU football I just never have. Maybe its because I was always expected to like them because of my physical location maybe its because when ever I remember them I remember them sucking… I’m not quite sure. Note: That statement could confuse most because I’m a Royals fan and at the age of 22 I have only witnessed one maybe 2 winning seasons…but I digress.
I don’t know what it is about college football that gets me so excited but I love it. I think its one part atmosphere, one part inexperience, all parts allowing me to escape life for a day and live vicariously through other young gentlemen my age (or younger) living like rockstars. Though I’m pretty sure its just watching the young potential and the development on the field I enjoy the most. With the exception of the current wildcat scheme that the NFL has been running you never see they trial and error and chance in the NFL that you see with college teams. I love watching fourth and ones and all the make or break two point conversions. They make the moment exciting and really move the game to a different level for me. Plus its makes the NFL draft actually exciting.
I believe last year spoke volumes for why I love college football when I and 4 of my MSU college buddies trecked across the midwest to Ann Arbor for Michigans opening season game. There is nothing quite like and opening day in sports especially when you have 109,000 of your closets friends with you cheering on your team. It didn’t matter that they lost it would have been awesome if they one but at least I got that experience under my belt that feeling of being at a complete catotic event just for the game of sport.
So as wildcat offenses being defense splits develop, I will be watching in my garage Boulevard Wheat in hand. Hating on those Damn Buckeyes, Booing Tebow and his Gators, and quietly but excitedly watching the Wolverines and “In Rod We Trust” slowly regain there respect ( I hope).
-Chris
The Movement 