Wow, spring games. Was there ever a time when they felt less, I dunno, necessary? Let’s just dive right into it, no smooth intro – because, honestly, who has time for that? College football is in the middle of an identity crisis or something. I mean, these schools used to throw these annual spring games like they were the highlight of the off-season, but now? Who’s even showing up?
Take Alabama, for instance. They switched things up this time around, going for something they called an “A-Day Practice.” Kinda makes you wonder if they ran out of names. I heard the attendance was… underwhelming, to say the least. Different format, different crowd. What gives, Alabama? Maybe people just want to sit at home in their PJs these days. I dunno, it’s like, what even distinguishes practice from the actual game now?
And it’s not just ‘Bama. Nebraska’s head coach, Matt Rhule (gotta be a Rhule follower to keep up with this guy), just said no to the whole thing and canceled theirs entirely. Apparently, he doesn’t want his players to become live Tinder profiles for other schools to swipe right on. Seriously, he mentioned something about a “free open common market” and I thought, did we just travel back to Economics 101? College football as the new stock exchange, who knew?
Rhule’s got a point, though. He doesn’t want his players getting poached right after they’ve just signed up for his team. I suppose rolling out the red carpet for rival schools to study your lineup isn’t the wisest move. Feels a bit like inviting the neighborhood locusts to check out your crop.
So here we are, wondering if these spring games are just going to be a fond memory. At least Alabama had a sort of practice, but if the stands are as empty as, I dunno, my brain before morning coffee, why bother at all? Might be that more schools will just skip the hoopla and keep things under wraps, like a well-preserved secret no one really asked for.
Change is definitely in the air. It smells like a mix of rebellion and popcorn – or maybe that’s just me dreaming of film nights. Anyway, if you’re a fan, brace yourself. The future of college football could be going low-key, and we might just have to learn to embrace the chill. Or not. Who actually knows?
