Trick Play
Until I moved to Florida, I never took college football seriously. In 7 years of college education (wasted), I wasn’t even certain my school even had a team. I still don’t give a rat’s ass about it, but now I’m surrounded by people who do, so I take it seriously enough to sneer at, insult its fans, and find things wrong about it. Type of guy I am.
So the news that Florida State University, another pillar of “amateur” sports, has been scarred by scandal is a pleasant early Christmas gift. Corruption, cheating, indifference to rule-breaking, cover-up……just another day at the office in the world of college football.
I try to get somebody at FSU on the phone to talk about this, but it’s no-go. So last night I wander over to the Liquor & Rubber Balls Sports Bar & Grille & Bar and seek out resident barfly, professional gambler, and all-time sportshole Duck Diamonds.
“Pain in the ass,” he says. “Really screws up the line on the Music City Bowl.”
The Music what? You mean the melody line?
“No, numbnuts. The gambling line. FSU has to replace 2 dozen players. That cripples up the team like a too-tight jock. All because of what — cheating on tests? Gimme a break.”
Well, look Duck. Cheating is wrong, isn’t it? That’s why it’s not allowed.
“Oh, balls. Like academics means anything to these kids. They’re athletes, professionals. Their job is to make money for the school, not ace their courses. If they wanted an education, they wouldn’t have picked FSU, now would they?”
Well, very few make it pro. Aren’t they’re supposed to learn something at college as a back-up?
“Man, you and Toto really miss Kansas, don’t you. Colleges with serious football teams like this one don’t teach squat. It ain’t what they’re there for. That’s why in Florida the PhDs make peanuts while the coach is a millionaire. This whole charade with making the kids pass tests is a scam, a cover, a way to do sports business on the taxpayers’ dime. It’s called ‘higher education,’ but it’s really subsidized sports biz.”
What about the sportsmanship angle? Cheating is cheating. Amateur or pro.
“Grow up. It ain’t cheating unless you’re caught, and then you’re just hungry and competitive and willing to do anything to win. They like that in the pros. They like that in business. It shows commitment to mission.”
You make sports sound mighty ugly, Duckling.
“Sports my wrinkly wet wang. It’s big business, twinky. It ain’t supposed to be pretty. You think anybody like me gives a bloody fart about football? Or sports? It’s makin’ money, is all, same as the stock market, same as the race course, same as the blackjack table. Those athletes work for me, get it? They make me money. At least they’re supposed to. The End.”
I buy him a beer and move off. Poor guy. Very grinchlike of those meanies at FSU to ruin this nice fellow’s Christmas, don’t you think?
December 20th, 2007 at 10:11 am
FSU = Free Shoes University. Remember a few years ago the players getting freebies from Nike?
December 20th, 2007 at 11:16 am
You’re making fun of college football in Florida? How come your buddy Neil hasn’t warned you about going to hell yet?
December 20th, 2007 at 12:25 pm
I can believe your school didn’t have a team. What I can’t believe is that your school had a faculty. Or accreditation. Did you major in crayons?
December 20th, 2007 at 5:37 pm
Where did you find my baby picture? I could sue you for using that without permission. You. Bastard.
December 20th, 2007 at 6:19 pm
Holy crap, Fred. Do the words “Baker Act” mean anything to you? That’s not your picture and you’re not suing anybody and if you keep this shit up I’m coming over there with a butterfly net, you hear? Get back on your meds NOW.
Sorry everybody. My brother won’t answer his phone but he trolls the internet all day.
December 20th, 2007 at 7:28 pm
I remember seeing a shirt at Sports Authority awhile back:
“Friends don’t let friends go to Florida State.”
December 20th, 2007 at 10:45 pm
Interesting family dynamic, the Upps. They might find work as poster children for the pro-choice movement.
December 26th, 2007 at 3:45 pm
Hey. I’ve been trying to say “wrinkly wet wang” out loud 3 times consecutively ever since you posted this, and still can’t. Trying it drunk didn’t help, but it turned out to be funnier.