And Now, We Wait Eight Months

As per the unrelenting march of time, college football has once again come to an end.  For some, the end of a miserable year, on and/or off the field, has finally arrived, while for others, it’s the end of a what was a pretty damn good ride, minus a bump or two along the way. 

But, no matter how your season went, college football has jumped into its jeep with its offseason henchman and driven into the Mexican desert, leaving all of us feeling like we just jumped out of an airplane with no parachute, wrestled over the parachute during the free fall, and then hit the ground three seconds after the chute opened.  Yes, it physically and emotionally beat the hell out of us, but it provided emotional highs and lows we wouldn’t have experienced otherwise.

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And so, as we wait for the next life to return in eight months, we begin shuffling around the house trying to figure out what to do with all of this free time.  Good luck in your individual endeavors to fill the void, for while it is a time for refreshment and restoration, it is most certainly a trying and boring as hell time.

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