November 11, 2025

EDSBS LIVE! ENDGAME EDITION

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness. Especially true if this happiness is yours, and not mine, and emanates from the cruel geometries of the football field. We sit in the garbage cans of our perfection at the end of this play, some of us sullied with one loss, some of us still winless, all of us actors on this stage without directors.

We discuss this existential torment using our only weapon left: humor. Join us at 9:00 p.m. EDT for EDSBS Live: Endgame edition, where we promise alternate realities surrounding the BCS, a full account of every conference important enough to ridicule, and bad imitations of Lou Holtz. We promise the incredible will arise from the mundane. It always does.

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A NOTE ON INTERNET ADVERTISING

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NICK SABAN’S AMAZING DRIVE-BY FACEPUNCHING MACHINE

You like your number one team to be a seam-ripping behemoth unstoppable in all phases of the game. Sadly, you do not always get a Leviathan, fanboy, another example of reality foiling your preferences fo unstoppable tyrants in sport. Sometimes you get USC 2004, and sometimes you get Ohio State 2002, and sometimes you get the jalopy-borne asskick machine that is Alabama 2008.

This year’s Alabama team will not blow doors on anyone offensively, and is officially Krenzel-bad in terms of the passing game (100th nationally; in their 2002 run, tOSU ranked 92nd.) Auburn sits one spot higher in terms of total passing offense than the Crimson Tide, who have been a run-first sledgehammer on offense, pulverizing early and often with the run, playing field position, and asking John Parker Wilson throw a few fades and play-action passes along the way.

When your defense allows 13.1 points a game, you can afford to be cromagnon-compatible on offense. (more…)

IMPROVEMENT IS ALL RELATIVE: BAYLOR

AggieReport is right in that Baylor still inspires visions of fierce cuddling as a threat rather than mauling, but consider what “improvement” means, really. It is a relative term, much like “attractive,” or “uncomfortable,” or “awesome.” Awesome for you might mean a nice weekend at a spa with the lady friend or wife, followed up by a round of golf; for some of us, it might mean a weekend spent running through the mire bowhunting; for others, it might be a gallon of PCP, a bottle of rum, and a rental car taken out on a dead man’s credit card. (By others, we mean us.)

Baylor has the same record it had at this point last year: 3-7 going into its final two games. Not clear improvement by any stretch of the imagination, but take a look at the margin of loss in those seven. Under GuyMo, Baylor lost its first seven games last year by a margin of 29.9 points. This year, under Art Briles, that has fallen to 18.6 points in their losses.

So, to recap: Baylor 2007, this, a mess rolling downhill without forethought, planning, or hope of landing. Baylor 2008, this: interestingly designed, full of flair, and closer to success than one might initially think possible.

ULTERIOR MOTIVES: HIRE JON GRUDEN!

Who needs Mike Leach? He likes scoring points, and you know what happens when you score more than fifty points? You go gay, and if we can say anything confidently about the state of Tennessee, it’s that it hates all things gay. (With the notable exception of Kenny Chesney.)

You know who is totally ungay in every way? JON GRUDEN. He’s so ungay he burned down Disneyworld after the Super Bowl, sparing the Country Bear Jamboree because “Mechanical bears aren’t gay.” (We checked: dancing bears, gay; mechanical jug bears, merely “campy.”) He’s so manly he makes faces on the sidelines and has bravely sacrificed his fair skin in the name of coaching in the sun while wearing only a visor! GRRR MELANOMA!!! He looks like he’s shitting out whole barnacles in midgame! You know it’s intensity because it looks like intensity.

He’s a great deal financially, since he’s only making $4 mil a year in Tampa, an easy buyout by almost anyone’s standards.* He also has head coaching experience, which isn’t necessary, especially if you’re Notre Dame, but it helps. There’s a lot of ways to think about him: like Bill Callahan, but even more burnt-out while running the same indecipherable offense, or like a sober Johnny Majors without the ties to the university and ten times as expensive, or even like Phil Fulmer, but minus 100 pounds of body mass and plus hundreds of adorable freckles!

Given the successful track record of professional coaches at the college level, we therefore heartily endorse extremely un-gay, teeth-gritting, and highly affordable Jon Gruden for the Tennessee job. It’s a slam-dunk! He’ll stay forever!

This advice comes objectively from EDSBS.com and includes no ulterior motives. None at all.

*Only Alabama, really. But look where he’s got them! And unlike Saban, Gruden doesn’t have a track record in college, hasn’t ever really shown the inclination to coach at the college level, and doesn’t have a national title at the college level. It’s a lock!

CURIOUS INDEX, 11/11/2025

7-2. Big East championship right thurr. Oh. God. With Pitt overcoming turnover troubles and winning games, do we dare call Dave Wannstedt…gulp…competent? HALP.

Having LeSean McCoy helps, of course.

“GUN? DID HE SAY GUN?” Mike Leach, the NASDAQ, and a sport-coat Under Armour undershirt fashion combo: further pirating tales.

“Maturi said something, then Myers, then me and then Leach gets the mike. He says, ‘I don’t have much to add, so as we say in Lubbock, ‘GUNS UP!’

“He shouts it, and people on the floor hear ‘guns,’ and they are ducking for cover, and security is running around.

Mike Leach rules.

How do I…”head coach?” Charlie Weis will be more involved in play-calling following Notre Dame’s 17-0 loss to Boston College, taking back the playcalling duty he delegated in the offseason. BGS says someone needs to grab the wheel, but Doc Saturday points out that the Notre Dame offense has been slightly more consistent without Weis pulling the strings.

Perhaps they’ve overindulged in tasty Texas ribs. Ribs do knock a person out, so that may explain the damning amount of empty seats at the Baylor/Texas game. Credit Vandy fans on Saturday night against Florida: a row of shirtless students stayed strong wearing nothing but shorts and body paint through the end of the game.

Dedication! When we’re awakened by a wrong phone number at 2:45 in the morning, we usually lay awake thinking about the clowns, and how we can’t sleep because they will eat us. Blutarsky wakes up thinking about Georgia football. That’s obsession done right and effortlessly, people.

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