"They're T-Stars for your feet" - @jimmygards
It's Wednesday of Game Week.
Preseason rankings no longer matter. Uniforms no longer matter. Recruiting doesn't matter, off-the-field infractions don't matter, ESPN blowhards don't matter and their opinions matter even less. Player compensation, fine lists, coaches polls, brand recognition, drunken booster speeches, Twitter mishaps, attendance smack, conference smack - none of these things matter.
Sorry baseball, you don't matter anymore either.
What matters is that things get real starting today. We have hot takes and cold hard facts in store for you the rest of the week.
In 33 hours you will be watching North Carolina and South Carolina kickoff. 50 hours later you will watch the Fightin' Texas Aggies beat the ever livin', ever lovin' compound, complex, Fightin' Texas Aggie Class of 2003 hell outta Arizona State!
MORE LIKE SEX'S AND O'S Ranger has real football talk on the critical battles in the trenches that will decide the Ags' match up with ASU and ooooooooooooh man is it good to be talking about football again.
GOOD NEWS! YOUR TEAM WILL BE AWESOME Doesn't matter which team, tbh.
JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY Baylor and TCU are the top two programs in the Big XII and their match ups every year have had national playoff picture implications. It's not a rivalry, though. Ugh, we don't even like them why did they say anything about us?
Also, that article contains this little crotch kick:
The football players told him Franchione wasn’t really running the team, that Patterson was. He was running the defense; he was running the the offseason programs, the academics, the discipline; he was doing everything. So Koehler thought he was probably the guy who was more responsible for the success we’d had until that point under Franchione than Franchione was.
SPEAKING OF BAYLOR It is an indisputable fact that Robert Griffin III was a man among boys in college, leading a struggling program to victory despite themselves. To see such a rare athlete have an amazing college career and rookie NFL season only to be summarily failed and screwed over by every possible person in his professional life just sucks. This is a shield ball tragedy told masterfully in three acts, and it is well worth your time.