I still like the idea of later games for PAC-12. There’s something I like hangin onto from when I was a kid staying up late on Saturday nights to watch those games with my old man who’s sadly dead now.
I get the warm fuzzies when I think about a Stanford/Cal or USC/UCLA game on the couch with my pops, watching on a 700lb console tube TV back in like 1985 with no internet, iPhone, or pause button.
Have to take a leak? By god your gonna wait for Brent Musberger to tell you they’d be back after these words from our sponsors and now you can sprint to the bathroom.
Wanna know the score? You better pay some goddamn attention because it’s gonna get flashed on the screen once every six minutes.
Where’s the line to gain? Learn to listen and when Keith Jackson says it’s 2nd and 7 add that shit up in your head, Nancy.
Five years old and not a clue what all the rules or strategy were but I felt like a big important dude. Completely stupid and pointless, I know, but it’s my stupid.