Several times this weekend, I've sat down at the laptop with every intention of beginning to read the Freeh report. Given that it's much too muggy here in central Maryland to do all the outside chores on my list, I don't really have any excuse not to start reading it. The reason that I haven't is that, to be honest, I'm not sure it would be a good idea.
Since I haven't read the report yet, I've settled for the press release, numerous news articles, and commentary from the fanatics (on both sides of the issue) at www.blackshoediaries.com. I think I get the gist of things. But, since I'm a glutton for punishment, I know I will read it at some point. Why not, right?
In the midst of all this hullabaloo, ESPNU has been running the Top 25 games of the 2011 season all weekend. Nick's watched a few of them as he gears up for the fall. Right now, he's in the midst of the Stanford - Oklahoma State Fiesta Bowl. It looks like a good game and, since I can't remember the outcome, it's tempting to sit down and watch it with him. But, I just don't have the stomach for it. I need a break from college football.
That's a sentence I never thought I'd type. College football is my game. It replaced the NFL about 10 years ago at the top of my list. And, Penn State is my team. But, right now, I've got too many conflicted emotions to start thinking about the 2012 season, let alone getting excited about it. I'm sure I'll come around at some point. It's going to take a while, though. What's going to be doubly hard is that I won't have Nick here to get me charged up each Saturday. I guess I'll have to figure this all out on my own.
P.S. If you want to know how hard it is not to be reminded of the whole Penn State saga, here's a good story for you. I wasn't exactly sure how to spell "hullabaloo." So, I went to Google to check. I typed in my first guess - "hulabaloo." That was wrong, so I typed "hullabaloo." Can you guess what the first Google search item was? It was a post from some bozo's blog about Penn State and Joe Paterno negotiating a retirement package in January 2011, right in the midst of the grand jury "hullabaloo." You can't make this up, can you?
This is where the magic happens.
