Gatorade baths

I think Gatorade baths are getting out of hand, they have not only spread
to other sports, but yesterday coaches got mayo and cheeze-it showers. Not to mention the ridiculous “Mayo” and “Cheeze-it” bowls. If I were a football player I’d be darn embarrassed to play in one of those (of course most of them have turned into big advertisements for the sponsors). I got to thinking though, if they hadn’t been banned we might be watching the “Camel Cigarettes’ Bowl.” Actually, the “Jack Daniels” bowl might jus be an improvement.

Just be glad there was never a Drano Bowl.

That one deserves an LOL!

What? You wouldn’t be flush with anticipation?

I can see the headlines now : “Notre Dame just got flushed.”

Everyone in the huddle has to do a shot, before every play.

I’m hoping a wiseass player interviewed on camera after one of these things makes a point of repeatedly saying how it was always his dream to play in the Poulan Weed Eater Bowl.

As for Gatorade baths, they’ll continue until the first coach dies of pneumonia blamed on exposure to a freezing cold Gatorade drenching. Although that probably wouldn’t do it, seeing as how players still pile on teammates after a scoring play despite the history of injury to the unfortunate bozo at the bottom of the pile (Ohio State fans can relate, after their star player was knocked out of a national championship game by an early over-celebration).

When you are a player more football is a good thing. When it comes with a free trip somewhere nice and a bunch of gifts it’s even nicer. Plus it’s also a chance to play on ESPN and have all of their friends and family watch them. Unless you’ve got a guaranteed high draft spot there is no reason to skip a bowl.

Though as a player I was happier to play in a playoff system where we got more games and travel and a chance to earn our way to a title.

Why? All the bowl games have sponsors, and the names have been ridiculous for decades. I can’t imagine giving a crap what the name is. The only level of embarrassment is when a team gets demolished. And even then, they’re getting one last chance to show off their skill to the scouts.

Are you also the type of person that is mortified at the thought of being seen checking out a “Complete Idiot’s Guide to…” book at a bookstore?

Obligatory Cabin Boy reference:

It already sort-of happened, 30 years ago, to coach George Allen.