I’ve never been a big college football guy. I watch it, it entertains me, but it’s the NFL’s appetizer tray. TOSU-Wisconsin is Lenny Kravitz warming us up for the Rolling Stones. If I only knew then what I know now, I might have enjoyed more what was right in front of me every autumn Saturday. Joni Mitchell didn’t write Big Yellow Taxi with college football 2024 in mind. But she could have.
Don’t it always seem to go, that you don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone. . .?
Pave paradise. Put up a private-equity firm.
Remember when you sat around the kitchen table and spent hours talkin’ college football? Who was gonna be good, who recruited whom, why Michigan blows? Can’t wait for that first September tailgate.
Remember all that?
Me, neither. But play along with me here.
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