If you've ever lived in the midwest, or even just set foot in the heartland as the leaves begin to change color, you know the feeling. You know the feeling of the gentle-yet-uncomfortable heat of the sun abiding; of a fulfilling, energizing chill replacing it. You know the feeling of the wind gusts that cause trees to sway; that occasionally cause you to do so with them.
What is that feeling? It's October. And what is October? It's Big Ten football.
Big Ten football. It is here. It is here in 2015, at long last, in all its glory.