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February 7, 2008

STOOPS: ARIZONA STATE IS A JC

Snappity snap snap! Who knew the acrimony could get thick in the Pac-10. Then again: this is Arizona, who by demographics could be in the SEC if not for the pesky facts of geography and a lack of kudzu-feeding water. They’re almost as backwards and gun-littered as anywhere in the SEC, and we mean that totally as a compliment of the most insulting manner possible. Typing this from Georgia baby! This computer runs on magic, and we didn’t come from no monkey. Mah Cobb County science textbook sez it raight thurr.

Plus, Arizona v. Arizona State is quietly one of the nastier rivalries in the Western half of the United States, and Mike Stoops helps nothing with this quote from the AP today:

“Each school has to recruit to that school and what type of academic requirements there are,” Stoops said. “Obviously, Arizona State has turned into a J.C. and we are a four-year college. According to all the players, they say it is easier to go to school there, easier to get in. I thought we had the same requirements. It is news to me.”

Mike Stoops (who loses football games, according to Peter) is clearly pouring fuel on the fire because he was beaten out for nearly every major recruit in Arizona by Erickson and ASU, and also because he’ s just that kind of coach. We don’t mind that at all, though be a bit more witty about it next time. (See: Spurrier.) Erickson, presumably after asking “Who?” in response to being asked about the question, answered thusly:

“He can say what he wants,” Erickson said. “We’re all the same. There is no difference.

Erickson would know, having coached at 114 of the 119 D-1 football schools in one capacity or another. Plus, the statement’s grossly inaccurate: no one finishes ASU in four years, let alone a junior college two year span.


Junior college takes two years, Mike. ASU takes, um…wait, we have to leave?

BLOGTOBERFEST! YOU LOVE US EDITION.

Blogtoberfest! The Rivals 100 of todays news, minus 93 or 94 points.

Georgia Tech qb Taylor Bennett transfers and saves us the Yakety Sax act that would be him running the triple-option.

WBGV says that WVU’s “disappointing” class is really, well, kind of disappointing, but still better than being kicked in the balls over the past two months.

Spurrier and Bowden think the whole admissions thing actually went well this time around. Bowden’s especially happy at being able to admit players the invisible transcripts what come through the Univac and all.

UCLA did deal Notre Dame one defeat at least on an otherwise rollicking signing day: Milton Knox opts for Westwood, an even rendered in beautiful technicolor by LSUFreek.

ND RECRUITING: A POOR EXCUSE FOR A RICH IMAGE

The underplayed story from yesterday’s signing day–and again, how a story about Notre Dame got underplayed is beyond us–was the real, legitimate, non wind-aided (Lemming, windmaker) performance of Irish in recruiting. In recent history , when a recruit like Deion Walker wobbled on signing day, the wobble went full-bore wiggle and turned into defection. (Or theft, depending on your perspective cough cough Urban Meyer cough.)

Yet Walker came through for the Irish, who did what teams sometimes actually do on signing day: address needs while flashing the necessary star power. 3-9 may have been the best “help wanted” advertisement imaginable, as Weis himself admitted after the fax machine was turned off and the LOIs in and secure:

“If you really want to take a negative season and turn it into a positive, you say to these guys, ‘Do you want to play? You’re watching the games, right? If you think you can play here, let’s go, and if you don’t, go somewhere else,’ ” Weis said.

Say what you will, he is honest….and in possession of a startling array of moves.

You can always eat your lunch tomorrow. It’ll probably keep if you put it back in the fridge immediately. (We have a theory as to why Notre Dame’s performance yesterday didn’t get the bandwidth it might have gotten, and it has to do with the perpetual comeback the program has been on, and the media fatigue with it, blah blah etc. We’ll be over here with our bag full of obvious insights putting together a theory that though yesterday was very exciting, in the end it’s all about needing the total package to succeed in college football. Blogger cliche heh RTWT LOL!)

SIGNING DAY: ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE DAY

No one, and we mean no one announced with more style than Davon Johnson.

The sweet, bodysuit-heavy utopian future of Star Trek? Yes, take that and reverse the polarity, and you have Florida. (HT: Barstoolio)

FULMER CUPDATE: WEST VIRGINIA GETS SMOKY

The West Virginia Mountaineers add some fire to the Fulmer Cup, staying high in the West Virginia hills with an ambitious-sounding charge of “felony possession of marijuana with the intent to deliver.” The reason we say the charge reeks of an almost admirable ambition: they had intent to deliver, dude. Following all the way through like a champion. Holding the rope, as it were, and sticking to the task at hand with the sticky-icky.

One thing the players cannot be accused of: staying cool under pressure. Man, just be cool. Seriously. Don’t say shit. That’s how a gangsta does it. Don’t. Say. Shit. I mean–

Deputies found packaged bags of marijuana in the vehicle and in Ingram’s right shoe. After Ingram allegedly told one of the deputies there were also drugs at his apartment, investigators found more marijuana and bags used to package the drug in a bedroom.

–yeah, well, so much for the “staying cool” part of that speech, Scarface. The best possible defense at this point will be to claim that the kids were using Arnold Schwarzenegger’s old post-workout recovery techniques to enhance their performance, albeit without wearing the “Arnold is numero uno” shirt.

He’s leading the life you all want to live, people, and do not deny it. Oh, and nine points for West Virginia, putting them in an extremely competitive stance in the Fulmer Cup.

CURIOUS INDEX, 2/7/08

A big day for the ancien regime. Yesterday was the day to praise allegedly dead aristocrats: 1985 broke out all over again in college recruiting as Notre Dame, Alabama, Miami, and Oklahoma had large days in the handshake wars, passing out Ocean Pacific shirts for the boys and jelly shoes for the girls in a celebration of Huey Lewis-era recruiting trends. Phil Collins duet-awesome is the one and only word to describe how all of them did yesterday.

The top ten classes, in an extremely scientific and indisputable manner from Rivals.com:

1 Alabama
2 Notre Dame
3 Florida
4 Miami
5 Oklahoma
6 Georgia
7 USC
8 Florida State
9 Ohio State
10 Michigan

Again: this is science, and you’re looking at the exact finish of the BCS top ten in three years. Glad we could save you the trouble of watching the games, or of showing you the five biggest disappointments, because Brian’s already got that. Tommy Tuberville is in fucking trouble. Underline that: oh-for-seven in-state against Saban.

The big get for Alabama was Julio Jones, the phenomenal Alabama wideout who adopted a vow of silence leading up to his recruitment. Jones announced on ESPNU with an admirable lack of fanfare: walked in, thanked people, put on a hat, and then shut up and left. The gloating may begin for Alabama fans, who claim their 363rd national title and can begin letting everyone know about their heaping pile of recruiting awesome, starting with their leader’s Ari Goldian celebration.


Yes, it’s LSUFreek.

Miami, too, can only begin to express their glee in the form of gif animation No better summary of Miami’s triumphant day at the races can be found than the Great Barstoolio’s recruiting diary, a gif-strewn litany of recruiting exultation from start to finish. If you were to tell us that she was up at 4:45 a.m. waiting by the fax machine like Pete Carroll, we would not have been surprised, though she would have been listening to Rick Ross instead of the Who, what with being a Miami fan and all. Randy Shannon truly was a shoplifting seagull yesterday, walking into Miami Northwestern and taking all the chips he liked.

Yes, he made it up. All of it.

Terrelle Pryor is still standing at the Starbucks. No, go ahead ma’am. He’s not sure what he wants, actually…there’s just so many…choices….

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