Daily Archives: January 7, 2013

College Football Showdown!

I love college football. Just to prove this point, my family and I drove seven hours New Year’s eve to Orlando to watch the University of Georgia Bulldogs beat the University of Nebraska Cornhuskers in the Capital One bowl on New Year’s Day. We drove home right after the victory and were in our own beds just after midnight. It was a whirlwind trip, but well worth it to see our Dawgs cap a successful season.

Because I love college football, I hate to see it end with tonight’s National Championship game. Not only are my beloved Dawgs not playing (that’s a whole other story about clock management and arguably one of the best games played ever), but the game is on a Monday night! And it doesn’t start until 8 pm! A school night and a work night with an eight o’clock start?? Really? The NCAA can’t do better than that?GA Bulldogs Game

I know everything boils down to money, but do they really think more people will watch a Monday night game as opposed to a Saturday night game? Even a Thursday night game would be better than a Monday. Who wants to start the week off sleepy and irritable if your team doesn’t win? I know I don’t.

This scenario reminds me of the Atlanta Braves’ 1991 ‘worst to first’ season where game seven of the National League Championship Series was the night before my last final during my senior year of college. I remember my professor showing up late for the morning exam, apologizing. “Sorry guys,” he said as he unlocked the door. “I would have rescheduled the exam if I thought we’d make it to game seven.”

Even my college professor knew a late night must-see sports event wasn’t best aired at the start of a productive week. Will I watch the big game? Yes, at least for a little while. Before Florida got pummeled by Louisville, I thought Alabama would run away with the title without even trying, but now I’m not so sure. I do know the Dawgs would have given Notre Dame a run for their money.

Oh, well, as we Bulldogs say at the end of every season, “There’s always next year!”

What about you? Will you watch the big game? Any predictions?

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