College football in my mind is easy money if you know what you are doing. Gambling can be a touchy subject. I don't condone being addicted, so don't get addicted to gambling, but in my mind, its your prerogative, and yes, you can be Bobby Brown too although I highly advise against it.
I'm an all or nothing kind of guy, so I love some parlays. Seven is thought to be a lucky number, I don't refute it so, here are my top 14 teams to go with comprised of two 7 team parlays. We'll see if I was right next week.
Don't Bet the Farm
USC Fresno State Alabama Mizzouri Virginia Tech Washington Kansas
Can't Miss
Tennessee NC State Michigan Ole Miss Texas A&M Texas Tulsa
Initially I didn't want to play, but I was to passive to tell my Aunt Brinda no. She wanted me and my cousin to play football. He was the overly aggressive kid that liked to fight and I was the shy kid that ran like a deer. She thought it would be great for us. I thought otherwise, because I was perfectly fine playing t-ball and soccer. I was a whiz at both. As many "used to be athletes" would tell you, if I would have made it to the MLB if I stuck with it. Why did I not stick with it, I fell in love with the gridiron.
I was a linebacker and running back for Viking Purple. I was far from a star. I had no clue what I was doing. My first play in the game I was supposed to block someone(I still can't remember who) and got my QB killed. However when we got home, my cousin told my Aunt Brinda I scored a touchdown, so I had no choice but to improve. The season got funner as it went on, I stil had no clue what I was doing. I just knew that if I knocked the man down in front of me, I would get slapped upside the head and told "ata boy". Those slaps upside the head were not comfortable but they were better than scoldings from our coach who somehow forgot this was pop warner and not the NFL.
I was ready for the season to be over until one day. I was watching football trying to learn how to get better. A man by the name of Eric Metcalf captivated my young soul. He wore the number 21, which is why it is still my favorite number to this day. No one could tackle this man, and he made people look stupid who tried. His "jukes" "shakes" "moves" whatever you wanted to call them were so very graceful and exciting. I wanted to put him in a bottle and drink him in hopes that his style of play would be all mine.
During the same game, when Eric Metcalf wasn't on the field, a man named Barry Sanders was. I wrote him off as soon as I heard he was an Oklahoma State alumni, but much like when my mother forced me to take Children's Tylenol. I thought the cold medicine was going to be as horrible as that damn Robitussin, but she forced it down my mouth and it tasted great, so great sh had to hide it from me because I wanted to drink it all. Barry Sanders had moves and great runs more dramatic that Eric Metcalf that I had no choice but to become a fan.
I felt a rush as I watched these two titans virtually replicate the NightCrawler. The next game came on and I was sold on my love for football. Deion Sanders and Bo Jackson went head to head. The Los Angeles Raiders were already my favorite team, not because I watched them on TV but I controlled their every move in Super Tecmo Bowl. Marcus Allen, Willie Gault, and Bo Jackson were all my guys. When I watched Bo in the flesh for the first time, I was amazed at how this huge specimen could move so fast he was Adrian Peterson before there was Adrian Peterson. Bo was caught from behind twice however, by one Deion Sanders. This skinny overly flamboyant defensive player got my attention from his sheer swagger. The fact that he backed it up was only icing on the cake. Pop Warner taught us about sportsmanship and being respectable on the field. This guy was a rebel. He taunted, danced, and danced some more all in his opponents face. He was cool. I asked my older cousin why they didn't have moves like Barry Sanders and Eric Metcalf and he simply replied, "Look how fast they are, they don't need moves." I was in complete awe.
Needless to say, that next day at school a star was born. I had all the tools, I was fast and agile and I had the blueprint from these four superstars. I was untouchable and feisty. Since then I've fallen in love with the Mel Gray's, Dante Hall's, Devin Hester's, Ted Ginn's, Randy Moss', Fred Taylor's, Reggie Bush's, Mike Vick's, and other electrifying players. I have a pension for freaks of nature such as Randy Moss and Sean Taylor (God rest his soul). I loved the athletes more than the game, and once I got to high school and fell in love with the camaraderie, which I still miss to this day to be honest.
My favorite team is the Oakland Raiders and Atlanta Falcons for obvious reasons. My favorite college teams are the Seminoles, Wolverines, Sooners, Longhorns, Hurricanes, Gators, Buckeyes, Volunteers, and LSU Tigers. I could go on and on about the memories and players that are stored in my elephant like memory. My point was to tell you that when I feel in love with Primetime, Bo, Metcalf, and Barry little did I know it would be football that would actually steal my heart.
The year was 1989 and I distinctly remember not talking to my mother for a week. I was grounded and it was my holy day……..Saturday. I don’t know how or why but as a young 3rd grader I already had caught the disease that leads me to write this blog some 19 years later the love of football. College football had me like crack on the first hit for life. I was a junkie that loved Oklahoma, Colorado, Nebraska, Notre Dame and Miami with the same love a father penguin nestles his egg in the Antarctic winter. The reason for this deadly serious quiet game was because I was pissed off royally. I was grounded because of my conviction on a trumped up family misdemeanor, which meant TV was out of the question for at least a week. Therefore, communication was out of the question as well.
Back Then, Darien Hagan was my favorite player and Colorado, as is still the truth today, is my favorite team. Oklahoma was and still is a very close second. I only rooted for Nebraska because they were in the Big Eight conference(now the Big 12 for you youngins). While most kids could not wait for Saturday because of the early morning cartoons, I could not wait for Saturday because I was going to get a fix via CBS and ABC (no ESPN in the old days due to family budgeting “constraints”) in conjunction with the old CFA.
Football was all I gave a damn about; I would regularly throughout the week hold a press conference in order to commit to the school I thought deserved my services as a 7 year old dual threat qb/tb/wr/de/hard hitting safety. This was all real in my mind but hell I was only 7 so why not. I could recite members of all the current BCS conferences by memory and at this point knew nothing of the educational benefits that college provided…..lol. I just was a football nut. Through the years I left old flings and found new ones such as Washington, Michigan, FSU, Texas A&m, and Arkansas. What teams I liked really is not the topic, the topic here is that I found my drug at an early age. I recall crying when Kordell Stewart threw his magical bomb at the Big House to beat Michigan at the last second. I was then and still am very passionate about Buffs football did I mention that already? Me and my dad broke the couch celebrating after the 1990 Oklahoma-Nebraska game where Oklahoma blew out the Huskers at home behind the strength of my cousin Dewell Brewer at tailback. I have watched every national title game since 1990 mostly Orange bowls and Sugar bowls as I recall from my elephant like memory. I remember the Southwest conference and long forgotten independents such as penn state, South Carolina and Miami.
What I won’t forget is how much I love football and how much fun I have had through the years dissecting this tradition filled game. You can find me on Autumn Saturdays being the junkie I am. I’m sure in the future, I'll see a Football Bowl Subdivision, formerly Division 1-A, playoff with a true national champion instead of a mythical one. I’m sure ill see a three-time Heisman trophy winner. I’m sure ill see Notre dame join the Big Ten. I’m sure ill see my ass grow fat and fancy til the day I die watching college football from 10am until the late Pac-10 game nobody cares about because I'm a veteran even at age 26 and its what I was born to do ………..period
The names have not been changed to protect the guilty. Let the record reflect no recent memory of the names that will be used in this article. This is not a deep intellectual attempt to provoke thought. This is an attempt to find the careers of the named that are guilty for disappearing. Furthermore, some names will be left out simply because of the sheer multitude of players that are indeed apart of this category.
Let the games or the lack thereof begin. Whatever Happened to Amp Lee of FSU, David Klingler of Houston, Eddie George of Ohio State, Tommy Frazier of Nebraska, Gino Torreta of The U, Charlie Ward of FSU, Andy Katenzmoyer of Ohio State, Danny Wuerffel of Florida, Byron Hanspard of Texas Tech, Steve Etman of Washington, Rashaan Salaam of Colorado Garrick McGee of Oklahoma, Pete Marinovich of USC, Scott Frost of Nebraska, Deion Figures of Colorado, James “Little Man” Stewart of Tennessee, Michael Bishop of Kansas State, Kordell Stewart of Colorado, Hannibal Navies of Colorado, Jay Barker of Alabama, David Palmer of Alabama, Garrison Hearst of Georgia, Sir Parker of Texas A&M, Rocket Ishmail of Notre Dame, Jamar Toombs of Texas A&M, Kwame Kavil of Texas, Ben Hanks of Florida, Marcus Vick of Virginia Tech, Russell Maryland of Miami, Calvin Jackson of Nebraska, Terrell Buckley of FSU, Marvin Jones of FSU , Alfred Williams of Colorado, Tim Biakabiatuka of Michigan, Napoleon Kaufman of Washington, Tyrone Wheatley of Michigan, Tee Martin of Tennessee, and last but not least DeMond Parker of Oklahoma.
The point of this article is not to tease or ridicule the great work of these formers football stars. The purpose is only to figure out “what happened and why.” If anybody has any tips, leads, or answers please don’t hesitate to call six magazine, crime stoppers, or unsolved mysteries.
The mother replied, “I love you both equally, now go to sleep.”
There are some questions that you just do not know the answer to. When making the comparison between Adrian Peterson and Darren McFadden there is no clear-cut winner as far as who is the better back. The purpose of this article “was” to ascertain who is better A.D (Peterson) or Run DMC (McFadden), yet after some research and soul searching I cannot make an educated decision as to who is better. The only clear difference between the two is the fact A.D. had on of the best rookie years in NFL history rushing for 1,341 yards in his rookie campaign. Here is a table outlining how close the comparison is between the two backs.
Hometown: Little Rock, Arkansas College: Arkansas Height: 6’2” Weight: 205 Collegiate Rushing Yards: 4.590 Combine 40 Time: 4.27
A.D. was drafted with the 7th pick overall in the 2007 draft and McFadden was drafted 5th overall in the 2008 draft. Peterson is a more physical back who punishes opponents. McFadden is more of a speed back that uses finesse in order to gain yardage. However, do not doubt the physicality of Run DMC when “packing the rock.” Both tailbacks have elite speed for their size. These two prototype backs are part of an overall movement in college football and the NFL towards bigger backs such P.J. Hill at Wisconsin, Brandon Jacobs of the New York Football Giants and, Chris Brown of the Houston Texas are just a few examples of the newest rage in football the Big Back.
Peterson and McFadden both were the elite backs in college and Peterson has proved elite at the next level while the jury on McFadden begins deliberations this September. Peterson was the runner-up for the Heisman as a true freshman in 2004. He was the only freshman in history to come in second in the race for the prestigious award. McFadden won the Doak Walker award twice both in 2006 and 2007. I could go on and on for years with comparisons between the two, but the more you look the more you realize that they are mirror images of each other no matter how you try to break down the argument of who is better. It will be interesting to see how McFadden does in his rookie year with the Oakland Raiders and for that matter how Peterson fairs as the hunted after a stellar rookie campaign with the Minnesota Vikings.
The ending base assumption by this author is that the two are long lost twins who became separated at birth in the year 1236. Both are invincible and will live forever similarly to Hancock. The only clear separation between the two is the success in the first year of the pros for Peterson. I must think aloud that after his upcoming rookie campaign, that RUN DMC will make the comparison even tougher by achieving similar(which has been a recurring theme for this article) success posting around 1,400 yards this year with the Raiders.
Mark Sanchez went down with a dislocated kneecap injury last week and his return for the August 30th opener up in the air, which leaves former Gatorade national player of the Year Mitch Mustain former Arkansas transfer as triggerman of the USC offense. Mustain and fellow high school teammate and former razorback Damien Williams are headliners for the Trojan offense that will contend for a national title this year.
However, the learning curve for the two will be steep as Ohio State comes to the Coliseum on Sept. 13 for a non-conference war, the likes of we have not seen in a few years. It seems funny to me that top SEC talent from two years ago will be leaned upon by the mighty Trojans to get it done this year. Even though the offense will be potent, the defense led by Rey Maluanga will give Mustain and Williams's time to jell even though Ohio State comes to town early in the year.
It will also be interesting to see how Ohio State uses phenom freshman Terrell Pryor or will they redshirt the Pennsylvania schoolboy star as they said they may do in order to prepare for the future. Kudos to Ohio State for playing big games in its non-conference schedule in the last few years. The Buckeyes played Texas in 2005 and 2006 and USC this year. I think that it will take some work for USC to be clicking on all cylinders and beat this talented OSU team led by the Animal at middle linebacker, USC will have to lay it on the line.
USC has the home field advantage but I think OSU will prevail with a more veteran laden team and big game experience. Besides it's about time OSU won a notable game right? Either way I'll be on the edge of my seat September 13 to watch one of the biggest games of the year.
Florida, Texas and California are more than great places to retire. They are home to speedy youngsters that make up the wealth of talent at Division 1 schools across the country.The great dynasties of this century are based off of talent that has been incubated below the Mason Dixon line. USC, Ohio State, Oklahoma, Texas, LSU, and the Florida schools prosper because of their close proximity to the rich recruiting grounds that are the humidity filled southern states.
Desean Jackson, Devin Hester, Romance Taylor, Trindon Holiday, Demarco Murray at, Jamaal Charles,Willis McGahee and many more all found their start in the South. College programs are giving Southern recruiting zones such as Houston their own recruiting coordinator. Southern California and Southern Florida produce enough speed each year to win the 4X 4 relay in any country other than America each year. Looking at any school that has won a national title in the last twenty years and an established recruiting trail leading straight to the speed states has been the impetus for their success.
The great Don James led teams at Washington in the early 1990's ruled California in their recruiting. Nebraska led by Tom Osborne in the middle 1990's stole great players such as Tommy Frazier from Florida and Lawrence Phillips from California.
Oklahoma and Texas subsist primarily off of talent that is located in Texas and have for the better part of the last 50 years been major players in the college football landscape based off of the talent located in the great state of Texas.
Bobby Bowden, Steve Spurrier and Butch Davis will give you first hand accounts about the unnatural speed located in Florida a state so rich in speed that it feeds programs as far north as Iowa and Ohio with its skill position players. Santonio Holmes the great Ohio State star had his beginnings in the swamps of Florida. You can't teach speed and if longitude and latitude are any indication you cannot teach location in relation to speed. I strongly suggest to any coach wanting to keep his job and possibly contend for a national title to cover Florida, Texas and California very thoroughly in pursuit of the one thing you cannot teach in football...BLAZING SPEED.
What happens when you take a two young educated African-Americans with street cred who love football more than Republicans love guns and oil or Democrats love nature and health care?
You get Richard aka Riverboat Ricky, a young college graduate from the University of Oklahoma, and currently pursuing his Master's degree at the University of Texas. Yes the black Benedict Arnold of our time.
Richard ran track for 2 years at the University of Oklahoma and walked-on to the University of Oklahoma football team as well for one year.
Richard loves football and all things football. He has two seasons in his life, football season and waiting for football season.
Claude aka Lina is a recent Master's graduate of the University of Oklahoma as well as a former DE at University of Oklahoma.
Claude loves football almost as much as Richard. The jury is still out on who loves it more.
Richard's tamed but smug-witted writing and Claude's tell it like it is with a few ad libs ala Young Jeezy style of writing make for 6magazine™ and 6magazineOnline™.
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