Well, according to every media outlet in the country, Saturday's Big Game might just be the game of the century. Of course, it's the duty of my generation's hearty skepticism to not give into such classic overhype and hyperbole, but what the hell. As was previously mentioned, this may just be the greatest thing ever witnessed in college football. Or any sport for that matter. This is bad news for the now nationally insignifigant Iron Bowl. Oh boo freakin' hoo. At least both of those teams will go to bowl games . Personally, I feel that categorizing rivalries as "greatest" is even more subjective than ranking music. Speaking of crappy music, tickets were so hard to come by that Nickleback couldn't weasel themselves into a free pair. Take off, cheapskate canuck hosers. The anticipation is almost palpable over at the M-Zone, and even people without a real horse in this race are getting in on the pregame action. Or just making fun of tOSU's well-known penchant for postgame shenanigans. Still not enough? ESPN has been driving the incredible hype machine for the matchup all week (in between Bobby Knight tirades and T.O. updates) and has enough links to choke anybody's bandwith. Even the folks at Slate are having a pre-game debate.
What's that, you say? These things NEVER live up to the hype? Well then, there's a story for you, too. Hater.
And what's that? You think that college athletics are an opiate for the masses and a waste of valuable resources for an institution whose main objective is ostensibly to teach young adults (which was best addressed by this fine documentary)? Well, The Nation feels your pain (cough)hippie(cough).
And in local news, authorities have found the missing statue of Affirmed. In an apartment of a WKU student. What is it with Western students and 4-legged mammals?
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