Let me apologize that I may be dealing with today by drinking good, but cheap, bourbon (Evan Williams 1793). But let me say this. I forgot what I was going to say.
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Perfectly stated and exactly where I've arrived. CFB (and more importantly my beloved Buckeyes) was my absolute favorite form of entertainment and escape. My Saturdays from a pre-teen into my 40s revolved around CFB. It was more of an obsession than an interest. There was no "off-season." I loved everything about it. The passion, the pageantry, the traditions, the rivalries...all of it. That's all gone. What's left is a sad husk of what provided me so much joy (and, yes, sometimes misery). Now it's a glorified pro league without any form of regulation. Players play for 3,4, hell I've seen a few at 5 schools. There's no pride, no loyalty; it's all $$$ now.5. And really, when you think about it, what does it matter if games are fixed? Or if not outright fixed, at least played on a uneven field. As long the viewer is entertained and the gambler is ignorant and the conferences and coaches and players are adequately compensated, who really loses? Sure, a few hardcore fans will walk away, disgusted at seeing their favorite sport compromised to such an extent that it is no longer recognizable or enjoyable. But who cares about guys like us? We'll be replaced by legions of gamblers who root for point spreads and over-unders and moneylines, not for the scarlet and gray (or whatever colors your favorite jersey happens to be).