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Tuesday, January 7

BCS BS

The end of the BCS bullshit (BCS BS), and it ended with a most exciting game between the Auburn Tigers and the Florida State Seminoles to earn the right to call themselves the best college team of 2013. Auburn deserved to win but lost it in the last minute and nineteen seconds when the Seminoles took it on a long drive to a winning touchdown. Auburn had only to stop them somewhere in that final seventy-nine seconds but couldn’t get the job done. That’s the difference between winners and losers. Winners come through in the clutch and losers let it happen. But at least we’ve seen the last of the BCS. Next year we have a four-team playoff which will be a much fairer system for determining a national champion. I have to comment on the Seminoles: In an age when Native Americans object to the name of the Washington Redskins, the Atlanta Braves , and the Cleveland Indians as demeaning to them, why isn’t there an equal disapproval of the Florida State Seminoles?
Anyone attending the game and not an FS fan or watching it on the tube had to be really sick of the continuous tomahawk chops and Native American chanting from the Seminole fans. I know I was. Also, while on the subject of college and pro football, why must so many players have to scream and pound their chests and do a little dance whenever they’ve made a tackle or sacked the quarterback? It’s like they’re playing to the camera, “Look at me! Look at me! I’m soooo good!” Why not just get up and get ready for the next play? I think all coaches—high school, college, NFL— should make it a point to discourage such behavior, maybe even take the miscreant out of the game or at the next practice make him run a hundred laps or do a thousand pushups. Larry Fitzgerald of the Arizona Cardinals is a perfect example of what behavior should be. When he catches a pass for a touchdown, he quietly hands the ball to the referee and then goes on about his business—no spiking the ball over the cross bar on the goal posts, no pre-planned dance or celebration. Just a “This is my job, this is what I do, so let’s get on with it.” That’s classy. Thank you, Larry Fitzgerald.

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