So long ago, far away.
When I was a kid — As the Tap would say, “In ancient times hundreds of years before the dawn of history” — intercollegiate athletics was, well, quaint actually. At least given what’s going on these wacko days.
Pardon my sentimental journey for a sec to the mid 50s in the Way Back Machine.
Here’s how you’d find out about college football teams and players and schedules. Your dad would bring home some little pamphlet he’d gotten off the counter at Bonnycastle Drugs or Spangler’s Shell or the hardware store.
There’d be all the above noted and results and maybe a story or two.