College Football Playoffs

      Well, let me tell you, the College Football Playoff Committee has had its share of head-scratchers, and this year's 12-team selection was no exception. If you thought the committee had a tough job before, well, they really stepped in it this time.

     First off, let’s talk about Indiana. They strutted onto that field all proud and ready for a big showdown, only to be blown out like a birthday candle in a windstorm. I mean, it was a disaster! Indiana fans were probably wondering if they accidentally wandered into a different stadium. When you get your lunch money taken and then have to walk home with your head down, that’s what it felt like. A playoff spot should mean you’re ready to compete, not just happy to be there.

     And don’t even get me started on SMU. Now, I understand the allure of a good Cinderella story, but watching that game was like waiting for the next season of a show that got canceled after one episode. Snooze fest doesn’t even begin to cover it. I found myself checking the clock more than the score, and I don’t think I’m alone in that. College football is supposed to be exhilarating, full of unexpected twists and breathtaking plays. Instead, we got a game that could’ve doubled as a sleep aid.

     This whole thing begs the question: What’s the point of a 12-team playoff if it doesn’t deliver the excitement and competition that fans crave? The committee needs to take a long, hard look at how they’re evaluating teams. Are they focusing too much on win/loss records and not enough on actual performance? Because if that’s the case, we might as well have a beauty pageant instead of a football playoff.

      Maybe it’s time for a complete re-evaluation of college football. I think teams are going to start scheduling themselves cupcake regular season schedules in order to be undefeated at the end of the season. We need to consider how teams are selected, how conferences are valued, and whether this whole system is doing justice to the athletes and fans who live and breathe the game. It’s about time we get back to what college football was meant to be. A showcase of the best talent, fierce competition, and drama that keeps us on the edge of our seats.

     In the end, we want teams that can hold their own and give us a reason to cheer. Let’s hope the powers that be take this as a wake-up call. Because if they don’t, next season might just feel like one long, drawn-out snooze fest. And nobody wants that!


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