OK, that might be a little bit too ambitious, but I'm taking a crack at coming up with ways to keep things in perspective in this new era of college football.
It appears my insistence on avoiding the coverage of college recruiting is going to be utterly impractical in this new age of player movement.
The dark art of telling people about breaking news has spawned a journalistic dialect of its own and it's absolutely hilarious.
Jedd Fisch wasn't my first choice to be Washington's new coach, which is probably a good sign given my tendency to be dead wrong when it comes to college coach forecasts.
Seattle has never had more fun than it did cheering the Seahawks during Pete Carroll's 14 years as head coach.
Not only that, I think the questions about his future will add to the confusion of what will happen. But one thing is for sure: That Seahawks defense needs a hard reset.
For 30 years now, my feelings have been tied to a football team in a way that is irrational and not altogether healthy. What's worse is I'm kind of proud of it.
This Huskies team is utterly incapable of playing anything that could be described as a normal football game, and I absolutely love them for it.
With Washington about to face its former coach (again), I'm recirculating the column I wrote last year about how any discussion of Steve Sarkisian makes me think of my sobriety.
I'm going to explain this for everyone from a 5-year-old all the way up to a pro-football sophisticate.
Seattle's backup QB piloted the team's longest drive of the season to pull out a victory that was very necessary when it comes to playoff positioning.
Maybe a column full of poker-movie references can get Seattle's owner(s) to stop sitting on their wallets and give this team a freaking chance to get over the hump.
