I want to see this game in person before I die. It’s fitting that it gets pride of place as the last regular season game, because it is the apotheosis, the Platonic ideal, of what college football is: a bunch of guys playing their hearts out with no eye toward the NFL, all students and athletes with no redshirts or easy majors, in a rivalry that really will make the whole season worth it.
Birmingham-born Californian, age fifty-two, cannot return to his native state…there are 651,972 reasons why