Perfect candidate for BCS committee
Published: Monday, February 11, 2013 at 1:03 p.m.
Last Modified: Monday, February 11, 2013 at 1:03 p.m.
All I am asking is to be considered.
I’m not begging. I’m not pleading. I have no money to offer up in the form of a bribe.
I just want a chance.
And you need me on that committee.
The BCS commissioners announced Thursday that the selection committee for the new college football playoff will consist of 14-to-20 members. I can’t really explain why I want to be one of those members. Only that I do.
OK, maybe it’s the Marriott points or maybe it’s the desire to be “in the know” about something so important or maybe it’s because I want to keep the other members in line.
I just know that today I officially started my campaign to be one of the chosen 14. Or 15. Or however many they decide on.
I also understand I have the same chances that Lance Armstrong does of winning Sportsman of the Year.
But I want to try. Especially when I hear BCS spokesman Bill Hancock say what they are looking for in a committee member.
I saw my first college football game in 1962, I’m old enough to have covered games with a typewriter. I can remember the days when hacks brought whiskey into the press box and locker rooms were open. I saw Steve Spurrier’s kick and Brian Bosworth’s hair. I have been in press boxes from Los Angeles to Austin to Columbus to Clemson. In other words, I’m an old man with a fake hip, a bad knee and new eyes and I have seen a lot.
I’ve seen a coach punt on third down because he was tired of watching his offense. I was there when Woody Hayes hit Charlie Bauman on the sidelines and got the only quote from the Clemson linebacker. “The old man hit me,” he said. I saw Tom Osborne go for two when he should have and Bobby Bowden not go for two when he should have. I’ve seen a wide right. I’ve seen the sun reflected off the mountains at the Rose Bowl and the Vol Nation coming up the Tennessee River and Bevo run on the field.
Experienced? Check that off the list.
Dude, I watch Div. II games. One day this December my wife was wondering what I was yelling about on the back porch. It was a FCS playoff game. From 2009. If there is a college football game on, I’m doing everything I can to watch it. My laptop is exhausted. I have three TVs in my office. I’ve been in way too many arguments with bartenders who can’t find or won’t find the game I need to see.
You want a purist? How many Kentucky-Vanderbilt games have you watched in your lifetime? Florida’s open date each year is a national holiday for me because I’m watching football from noon to whenever the Pac-12 decides to wrap up its night.
Well, maybe not. The Picks over the years have been good but not great. I will say that I understand that anything can happen on any day. Please don’t hold it against me that I thought Florida would kill Louisville in the Sugar Bowl.
But I don’t think that’s the kind of expert you’re looking for. You want someone who knows the game and understands the difference between a home win over Pitt and a road win at TCU. You want someone who can digest computer rankings, but not be bound by them. You want someone willing to point out lazy voting in the polls and coaches who avoid tough scheduling.
According to the BCS, 10 of the members of the committee will be representing the 10 BCS conferences. Help me, Mike Slive, you’re my only hope,
Hey, I’ll bring lunch. I’ll behave, even when the Big Ten guy is talking. I’ll even suit up.
That’s my pitch. And if it doesn’t work, I’ll have this — the fun of second-guessing whoever it is the committee picks.
It’s a win-win.
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