Code Blue has been called and the docs are working on what's left of the Big 12. The Priest has been sent in to sit with the family. The Big 12's gotten off the operating table before, but this time it looks grim. Here is what folks are saying:
(1) 'Cuse and Pitt have been accepted into the ACC. As the article states: "The Longhorn Network started all of this." Only thing standing in their way: 27 months and 5 million. That's the Big East exit fee and time delay in getting out of their conference contract. The 5 million ain't a problem, the 27 months is. College Football should look "interesting" next year. As this article state, the Big East is dead.
(2) The Big East is dead. Oh wait, we heard that before. Money quote: "There's a pattern here: The ACC gets what it wants, and the Big East settles for padding its ranks with the scraps."
(3) In the first good news I've heard in a while, Out Kick the Coverage says W. Virginia is not headed to the SEC. It's worth clicking on the link to see the pic. The premise is the SEC President's won't let a University into the league who is, nationally, barely considered a University. Seems reasonable to me.
(4) I mean, if you burn couches after wins and losses, I don't know if you deserve to be in the SEC anyway. The fire marshal has declared that all residents must put any potential kindling locked inside their homes before the game begins. Again, seems reasonable to me. The fact that he has to ask/enforce this rule, perhaps a bit unreasonable.
(5) Know an honorable man running college sports? Wait a few minutes. Not a particularly insightful article, but one that points out how crazy this mess has become.
(6) Also not insightful: anything coming out of kU's normal circle of sports coverage. It's almost as if kU and k-State's sports columnists are just walking around in a haze. If we think we should be nervous at Mizzou, let's just say our friends are feeling worse than we are.
(7) Mizzou has lots of options, but few certainties, says PowerMizzou. Meanwhile, Saturday's game at OU could be our last one. What won't be sad is putting a mark in the loss column every other year since the 60's, what will be sad is the loss of yet another rival. On to the game this Saturday...21.5 points. Are you serious? I know it's a road game and I know they are #1, but really? Three touchdowns?!?
(8) I don't know Frank the Tank and I really don't know what he is trying to say here, but I thought I would pass it along for all to see. Somewhere in the article he's trying to say--I think--that Texas might go indy in football but put all other sports in the ACC and then Notre Dame might do the same? Good luck getting through it. It was an idea that hadn't been presented before. I thought you deserved to know. You're welcome.
(9) Shocker: Mack Brown wants to keep making up the rules as he goes along and keep getting handsomely rewarded for it. In other words, he prefers the Big 12 to stay together.
(10) Not-a-Shocker: T Boone Pickens? Still an asshole. His awful little school is lucky to be in the same state with a really good one.
(11) A Rock-M-Nation columnists (and founder?) hits the big time with SB Nation. Congrats.
(12) At Michigan, grandma's participate in shotgun beer races. Neat? Neat.
(13) Some random from Mercury News in the Bay Area, CA just tweeted that Pac 12-20 has Mizzou high on its radar. So that could mean Texas & T Tech or OK and OK State aren't going to the Pac 12-20. Or it could mean nothing at all...bringing us to...the summary.
Summary
Conference realignment has been a lot lot like a trip to Vegas: Lots of high, lots of lows. Some laughter, some tears. Some excitements, some fears. Right now, though? I just want to get off the ride. Let's just get this over with, says the BoCoMo Trib. To quote: "And as exciting as this realignment ride has been, I’m ready to reach the destination." Me too. I'm ready to go home. Where ever that home may be.
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Monday, September 19, 2011
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
New Beginnings
Life is all about evolution: survive and advance. If you don't evolve, you'll get passed by those who do. In life we're always learning, adapting, and moving along. Others around us might move faster or might move slower, but what is certain is that in this ever-changing world of ours life is always about movement.
This evolution can dart us off in some pretty interesting directions. In January of 2011 I darted off to a new job which left me, at first, with a good deal of free time during my transition. As I was evolving, so were people who lived under oppressive regimes in the Middle East. Instant analysis of the events of the Arab Spring said that it was a "Twitter Revolution." That analysis, in my opinion, was rather short sighted simple. The seeds of revolution had been planted and nurtured for decades and sprouted at a time when new forms of social media were there to capture what was happening.
It was fascinating to watch it unfold. Twitter was an endless rabbit hole of information--you could follow journalists who reported news but you could also follow the informants that the journalists got their information from. Essentially, you could bypass the middle-man and get raw unfiltered data straight from the source. You could then use this data to form your own opinions, right or wrong; properly informed or misinformed.
While people were risking their life for the opportunity to live in a free society, Mizzou's basketball coach bolted for Arkansas. I then discovered that, with much lower stakes, one could apply the same lessons in getting first-hand reports from the Middle East into getting first hand reports from the Middle-West about who was headed to BoCoMo to guide the Tigers. It took some judgement in shifting through the information, but it also took a shit-ton of time which I had on my hands and, it seemed, none of my Mizzou friends had on theirs. So I started drafting e-mails to a group of four alums updating them on the twists and turns of the search. The list got larger as time wore on and then the stakes seemed to get a bit higher when Big 12 seemed at the edge of collapse once again earlier this summer. I kept sifting through the info and people kept asking to be included on the e-mail list.
All this evolution brings us to where we are now: the end of the Big 12. Others around it moved and evolved, some slowly, some quickly but all kept moving and the once Grand Dame was left in the dust.
In an attempt--probably failed--to do the same, I'm evolving as well. Gone is the e-mail and in its stead is a blog, something I never thought I would have the desire--or time--to do. I don't know how long this will last or in what, if any, interesting directions it will take us. In other words, here goes nothing.
[Editor's Note: For archive purposes I'm going to throw up some long form reactions to games and whatnot first, followed by the spring and summer 2011 e-mails, and...finally...new posts.]
This evolution can dart us off in some pretty interesting directions. In January of 2011 I darted off to a new job which left me, at first, with a good deal of free time during my transition. As I was evolving, so were people who lived under oppressive regimes in the Middle East. Instant analysis of the events of the Arab Spring said that it was a "Twitter Revolution." That analysis, in my opinion, was rather short sighted simple. The seeds of revolution had been planted and nurtured for decades and sprouted at a time when new forms of social media were there to capture what was happening.
It was fascinating to watch it unfold. Twitter was an endless rabbit hole of information--you could follow journalists who reported news but you could also follow the informants that the journalists got their information from. Essentially, you could bypass the middle-man and get raw unfiltered data straight from the source. You could then use this data to form your own opinions, right or wrong; properly informed or misinformed.
While people were risking their life for the opportunity to live in a free society, Mizzou's basketball coach bolted for Arkansas. I then discovered that, with much lower stakes, one could apply the same lessons in getting first-hand reports from the Middle East into getting first hand reports from the Middle-West about who was headed to BoCoMo to guide the Tigers. It took some judgement in shifting through the information, but it also took a shit-ton of time which I had on my hands and, it seemed, none of my Mizzou friends had on theirs. So I started drafting e-mails to a group of four alums updating them on the twists and turns of the search. The list got larger as time wore on and then the stakes seemed to get a bit higher when Big 12 seemed at the edge of collapse once again earlier this summer. I kept sifting through the info and people kept asking to be included on the e-mail list.
All this evolution brings us to where we are now: the end of the Big 12. Others around it moved and evolved, some slowly, some quickly but all kept moving and the once Grand Dame was left in the dust.
In an attempt--probably failed--to do the same, I'm evolving as well. Gone is the e-mail and in its stead is a blog, something I never thought I would have the desire--or time--to do. I don't know how long this will last or in what, if any, interesting directions it will take us. In other words, here goes nothing.
[Editor's Note: For archive purposes I'm going to throw up some long form reactions to games and whatnot first, followed by the spring and summer 2011 e-mails, and...finally...new posts.]
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