The 2004
Virginia Tech football season has been an ACC block party, with five home games
out of seven and trips no further away than DC and Winston-Salem. The result has
been that I and a bunch of other Hokies have attended seven Virginia Tech
football games over the last eight weeks, including the last six weeks in a row.
With the fortnight or so before we journey down that inter-coastal waterway
known as I-85 to play a divisional rival in the ACC’s first multi-Tech game,
we find ourselves with what has been a rarity this year, an open date. We are at
loose ends.
It has been a grueling stretch of games. Well, only if ‘grueling’
can be construed as hanging around a lot of tailgates and watching Tech play a
lot of football. At least the getting up at 4 AM every Saturday could be
considered grueling. While I won’t miss the early alarm clock, there are some
aspects, along with the actual football, that I will miss. They all are
tailgate-related. Due to the early starting times for the last six games, I have
become accustomed to arriving at our tailgate to find a nutritious breakfast
awaiting me. I suggested last Saturday to our tailgate chef that he travel the
3-4 hours to my driveway, set up his cooking apparatus and have one waiting for
me when I arise this Saturday. This was not received with the enthusiasm for
which I had hoped. It appears I will have to fend for myself.
I have also enjoyed the pleasant tailgate ambience
provided by the happily-increasing frequency with which attractive young Tech
ladies have been showing up at our tailgates. I made another suggestion, this
one that these young ladies gather at my house this weekend. I confess to not
being totally familiar with the jargon used by young people these days, but a
response of “Ewwwww” is probably not an altogether positive one. I will be
hungry and alone. Any chance of the Athletic Director scheduling a game for this
Saturday?
At loose ends and not having to deal with the tailgate
logistical difficulties of reading the e-mail discussions by other people
dealing with them, I have had time to give greater attention to the news. I
notice that the ACC has gotten around to naming the football divisions that will
be in place next year when Fredo arrives. The ACC’s crack marketing gang has
come up with the highly-original ‘Atlantic’ and ‘Coastal’ designations.
Tech finds itself in the latter grouping, the one that will create hot demand
for beachfront property in Blacksburg, Hooville, Chapel Hill, Durham and
Atlanta. One out of six ain’t bad. I had thought that John Swofford, not one
to exhibit shyness when it comes to cutting new deals with the ACC’s corporate
partners, would have come up with sponsored divisions, perhaps naming them the
‘Insurance Division’ and ‘Bovine Division.’ Think of all the exciting
opportunities those cows could create at places like NC State and Clemson. Tech
would really need to join them in that division, although I’m sure that
division’s sponsor would prefer keeping Fredo, as I’m sure they are
salivating at the prospect of dropping their chicken into the Boston market.
The Insurance Division, of course, would stand for those
swell guys who happen to have a profitable sports broadcasting operation as a
sideline, one that seems to be growing even more profitable every time Tech
appears on their network. The Nielsen people seem to have delivered to J-P
Sports the astonishing news that there are people outside of Blacksburg and
Roanoke who will actually watch Tech football on television. Who knew? Well,
ESPN, for one. They figured out long ago that brand trumps market when it comes
to college athletics and J-P now seems to have climbed on board. One can only
imagine the television excitement exciting contests between Syracuse and Duke
and Wake Forest would have generated in upstate New York. Come on, John, you can
tell us now: did you really want Syracuse or were you just stringing Shalala
along? We know what ESPN’s opinion in the whole matter was, as both Tech and
the Orangepersons are appearing on that network this year about the same number
of times each did when both were in the BE, many for Tech and few for the Cuse.
Speaking of our old friends and former conference mates at
Syracuse, it was quite surprising to see them pop back up on the Future
Schedules page. I would have thought that after what happened to Syracuse and
how it came about, Virginia Tech would be about the last team they would have
scheduled for their OOC. Does anybody else get the feeling that perhaps
negotiations for a new Li’l E television contract are not going particularly
well, and the Orangepersons see this as a chance to cop some television time? It
sure became apparent in a hurry which team you schedule from this state if you
want to get on the tube. Playing Syracuse again means Tech will have to make
another visit to the Carrier Dome, not exactly the favorite venue of Frank
Beamer. With the game not scheduled until 2010, however, I have a feeling that
Frank feels that will be some other coach’s problem.
Back to a Saturday with no Tech football, there will be
some other games around the area of at least passing interest. One will involve
the Hoos. Snicker. The drive on I-81 back to Roanoke last Saturday night seemed
a lot shorter with the uncontrolled sobbing of Mac McDonald to keep us company.
That was a terrific job of establishing the Hoos as the up and coming ACC power,
algroh. Several of us had been wondering what would happen when somebody shut
down that Hoo running game that had overpowered the likes of Temple, Akron and
North Carolina; we found out that what happens is crushing defeat. The
Chessmaster of the Grounds might be a great NFL coach, but he sure got that big
head handed to him by one of those good old Southern coaches he once denigrated
as lacking his intellectual capabilities. Explain to us again, algroh, about the
difference between your chess and Bobby’s checkers.
Bowden did a masterful job of baiting the Hoos. I laughed
out loud during the 6 o’clock televised sports one night last week when I saw
Bobby Bowden, in a great dead-pan, comparing Marcus Hagans to Mike Vick. Unlike
the claims of their bamboozling coach, the FSU players sure seemed to be able to
tell the difference. Despite all of the saber-rattling before the game, the Hoos
got pounded and will take what was described as an ‘ailing’ team into the
rest of their season sans those great expectations. Of course, there is no
better remedy for a sick team than to have Duke pop up on the schedule. The Hoos
should get well in a hurry before taking a gander at the rest of their slate,
where there reside a couple of teams that will also be able to shut down Lundy
and Pearman.
The big game this Saturday is the Raleigh shootout between
NC State and Miami. ESPN prime time, Gameday; the Wolfpack is moving up in the
world. You miss one lousy field goal and look what happens. Despite falling at
Carolina, the Pack have turned into the ACC’s road warriors, winning at Tech
and going to College Park last Saturday and knocking off a Maryland team that is
rapidly running out of players recruited by former coach Ron Vanderlinden. If
Miami is still experiencing any lingering after-effects from that near-death
experience against Louisville, this one could be fairly interesting and provide
some decent football to watch. It certainly looks more appealing than the rest
of the conference fare which includes Maryland traveling to Clemson to determine
who will be first voted off of the Survivor: Boise island, or Florida State
dealing with the overachieving and overmatched Wake Forest team.
It will be a different Saturday, this first away from the
Tech team in six weeks. It will seem a bit unusual to awaken Saturday and not
have a Tech game to attend or a tailgate without breakfast and attractive
company. I will probably spend this Saturday without football watching football.
It seems like the logical thing to do. And besides, before you know it, it will
be time to pack for the trip to Atlanta.