I want to get back to the series on reforming college football so that more teams have reasonable chances to win championships, and more players graduate with useful degrees, and … and… and… I keep running into a problem, though. Every essay ends up being several thousand words of total boring trash. It’s accurate, and quite unreadable.
So, I am going to try to pare back the trash and just stick with cleaning out what I think stinks, like old milk residue in the jug at the bottom of the recycle bin. You know the one, you can’t get to the danged thing without emptying the stupid can, but you can’t live with it smelling up the garage.