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Flunking College Geography

I really shouldn’t get involved in this whole college sports “realignment” fiasco.

Nobody comes to this particular blog for sports stuff. There are, from what I gather, at least one or two other websites where those interested in sports might gravitate for their latest “hot stove” insights.

Not that I have insights. No inside info, no breaking news. And by the time I write and edit this bad boy, this’ll be such old news that’s been analyzed and overanalyzed to death.

But The Writing Wombat is where people come for snark, and assuming anybody is going to care about that annual Rutgers vs. Oregon barnburner deserves a shit-ton of snark.

I once opined that the Beavers and Cocks should play in the same conference with Ball State and Sac State. That seems about as random as putting Arizona and Central Florida in the same conference. So consider me an expert.

For you non sports-inclined readers, here’s a quick rejoinder on what the sports landscape looked like up until about five years ago. Then I can better explain just how whack-a-doodle it’s become.

Most sport leagues are divided up for geographic purposes.  The reason you always hear about the Boston Red Sox playing the New York Yankees, or the Chicago Bears’ long history versus the Green Bay Packers, or the grueling rivalry between the Los Angeles Lakers and Golden State Warriors, is because they 1) play each other more often and 2) are vying to “win” a four to seven team division. 

Even international sports divvies up by region. Sure, you might only pay attention to the World Cup, but to get to that World Cup, the teams have to play through regional tournaments. Maybe it’s not fair that the Dutch need to power through the Germans, French, and Italians to make the World Cup while the United States’ gauntlet includes that powerhouse of Trinidad & Tobago, but come on. If the U.S. had to play real countries, we’d never make the tournament and then FIFA would lose out on a bunch of advertisement dollars.

Not that money ever drives any sporting decisions. Qatar totally got the World Cup because of its vaunted sporting history. And Washington is totally right next to Pennsylvania.

The main reason for these divisions comes down to travel costs and fatigue. If the Los Angeles Dodgers get on a post-game plane in San Francisco or San Diego, they might be home by 1:00 am. If the flight’s from D.C. or Philly, it ain’t landing till tomorrow morning.

And bear in mind, those major league players aren’t flying Southwest. They’re got their own chartered flights. The college kids don’t. Sucks to be them. I’d tell them to unionize, but they aren’t making any money so no union would want them.

The divisions work out great for fans, too. The closeness of your rivals makes it easier to travel to those away games. It also means you’re more likely to intersperse with their fans while in all walks of life, which increases engagement.

College sports used to follow a similar pattern. There were twenty or so regional divisions. Most of these divisions overlapped with each other so the universities that were more focused on sports didn’t dominate those silly universities that care about those non-athletic weirdos walking around their campus quoting Kierkegaard. 

For instance, on the west coast, we had the likes of USC, UCLA, Stanford, and Oregon in the top division, called everything from the Pac (or Pacific)-8 to Pac-10 to Pac-12, changing the name to match the number of teams. Put a pin in that for later. 

The second level of West Coast teams play (at least for the last twenty years) in the Mountain West Conference. You might not have heard of all of their colleges, but you’re at least aware of their locations. San Diego, San Jose, Fresno, Reno, Vegas, Boise. Even Hawaii, which contains both Mountains and the West, but isn’t what normally equated with the western mountains. Rockies and Sierras, yes. Volcanos, not so much. 

Below the Mountain West is a handful of conferences, depending on the sport. My alma mater, UC Davis, is in the Big West for basketball but the Big Sky for football. 

Yes, colleges can be in different conferences for different sports. This might be something these universities might want to consider before the Pac-12 goes belly up for good.

Many other major and minor conferences spread out across the country. Historically, the Big 10 had its foothold in the Midwest while the Big 12 catered to the Great Plains. I’ll not insult your intelligence by explaining where you might find the Southeastern and Atlantic Coast conferences. All these conferences have unaffiliated conferences “underneath” them. 

These conferences have never been particularly static. Conferences poach from other major or minor conferences. Returning back to the Pacific, the Pac-8 added two Arizona teams to become the Pac-10, then Colorado (from the Big 12) and Utah (from the “underling” Mountain West) made it twelve. Colleges would base their decision to stay or leave on recruiting, as opposed to money because, last I checked, universities, particularly the public ones, are supposed to be… non-profit?

The difference between the old poaching and the new is that it used to be on the periphery. Does Colorado fit better with the West Coast than with the Great Plains? Once they legalized pot, I feel like they’re more likely to entice an Oregonian to attend than an Oklahoman. Nebraska followed their move by bolting in the opposite direction toward the Big Ten. Someone from Chicago might not consider Nebraska to be in the Midwest, but being in a conference with Minnesota and Iowa makes a certain amount of sense for Nebraska. 

This Nebraska defection was when the conference names started to make no sense. The Big 12, having lost two members, now had ten schools. The Big 10, meanwhile, which had actually had eleven teams for some time (but Big 11 sounds stupid) now had twelve. Everybody just shrugged and figured there was no reason to have institutes of higher learning be able to finish the Sesame Street counting song. 

Not sure where the wheels came off. A few years ago, the Big 12 lost its flagship schools, with Texas and Oklahoma joining the SEC. This was the first time it seemed to be about money more than wins.  The SEC is, far and away, the best conference in the country. Both schools moved from a conference where they were the preeminent power, virtually assured of winning their conference and being in the playoffs to a conference where they’ll be lucky to compete for fourth place. Trust me, Texas ain’t stealing the top recruits from Alabama any time soon. 

Still, you don’t have to squint hard to see Texas and Oklahoma being at home in a conference named Southeast. 

Then, about a year ago, USC (that’s the University of Southern California, in case you were wondering) and UCLA (the last two letters of which stand for Los Angeles, also in Southern California) decided that, instead of playing in a conference named for the ocean they played next to, they wanted to play most of their games three time zones away. Both schools joined the Big 10 and, starting next season, will be nestled into the standings with the likes of Ohio State, Michigan, and Penn State. Again, that Penn is short for Pennsylvania.

The Pac-12, which had just lost two of its premier programs (well, one premier programs plus UCLA), reacted by doing… well, not really much of anything. If you ignore a problem long enough, it’ll just go away. Unfortunately for the Pac-12, the “it” that their ignorance made go away was six more colleges and a t.v. deal. 

Colorado left first, returning to the Big 12 from whence it came, although now that Big 12 doesn’t have Nebraska, Texas, or Oklahoma, so they’ve got to be feeling good about their chances. There were rumors that the Pac-12, now down to nine members, might bring in San Diego State, or maybe Boise State, to get back up to ten or twelve. But first, they needed to figure out that whole t.v. thing.

They were finally on the cusp of a deal with AppleTV. Don’t bother looking for AppleTV on your cable or satellite offerings. Nothing screams great sport viewing like a service primarily watched on one’s phone or tablet. Brilliant strategy, especially once we learned, after its demise, that they turned down deals from ESPN, Fox, CBS, and probably every other network in order to be on a platform that fewer than half of Americans have. Glad it ended up falling apart, because I’m a Google guy and I didn’t want to have to choose between Android and football.

Then, within a few hours of each other on a recent Friday, five more teams left the conference. The three easternmost teams followed Colorado into the Big 12, while Oregon and Washington followed their L.A. brethren into the Midwest. If anything, they did those schools a solid with this move, as now they’ll have a few more games in their time zone.

If you’re keeping count, the Pac-12 is now down to four teams. They’ve got a lot more problems to worry about beyond their name, which is why I can’t find a Pac-4 shirt anywhere. Unfortunately, some of them are still planning on leaving. Personally, I’d stay in the conference if I were them, assuming the conference champion still gets an automatic bid to the Rose Bowl and March Madness. That path just got a hell of a lot easier. 

But nope, the Pac-12 is officially in “Last Person to Leave, Turn the Lights Out” territory. Oregon State and Washington State are being mentioned as joining that “minor league” Mountain West Conference they’ve scoffed at for years. Cal and Stanford won’t slum it down there, though. So those two schools, which sit on the two sides of the San Francisco Bay, are flirting with joining the Atlantic Coast Conference. You know this whole DeSantis/Newsom feud is getting serious when Berkeley and Florida State consider themselves natural rivals.

That move was blocked by some of the ACC teams who finally decided to look at a map and realize that, if the S.F. teams were playing on the east coast, then the east coast teams would also have to play out west. Nobody wants to start their games at 10:00 pm. That aversion will cost at least a few more million to overcome.

So here’s your updated crib sheet: The Big Ten has eighteen members, the Big 12 has sixteen. The Atlantic Coast might stretch to San Francisco. Too bad there’s no Canadian Conference or  they could extend an invitation to Cuba.

Football will be fine. They play one game a week, usually on a weekend,  and the millions of dollars they earn in t.v. revenue can cover some charter flights. The real problem with this realignment is that the other sports have to follow suit. What’s it going to be like for a baseball or volleyball player from Washington who has to play a Tuesday game in New Jersey and a Thursday game in Ohio while also attending classes.

I’m sure that badminton scholarship sophomore is going to be absolutely thrilled with this new set-up. After all, their college is getting millions of dollars. From which the average student gets…. A few more books? Maybe faster internet? Nah. Any money will be invested back into the football stadium. Or maybe a few extra million dollars in the pocket of a “non-profit” regent. 

But it’s all about that education, right?

College Mascots

March Madness is upon us. So I guess now is as good a time as any to write about my favorite college teams. Bear in mind, none of these teams have anything to do with how good the colleges are or the teams are. Or what sports they play. If you want to know the 13-seed most likely to pull an upset, you’ll have to go elsewhere.

All I’m here for are the mascots.

My high school does a “college day” every Wednesday, where they encourage teachers to wear college gear. Of course, ninety percent of the teachers at this Sacramento-area high school went to one of two colleges, such that our students actually roll their eyes at Sacramento State and UC Davis.

I wanted to be different, so I set out to find hats of obscure teams with fun mascots. One Wednesday, I might be sporting a Northern Arizona Lumberjacks hat, and the next I’ll bust out the UMKC Kangaroos. Not really sure why they’re the Kangaroos. Last time I checked, there aren’t a lot of marsupials in the Kansas City area. Then again, there aren’t a lot of Mastodons in the wherever-the-hell-IPFW is. I think it stands for “I’m Peeing in your Front Window,” and I know for a fact that there are no mastodons near my front window. Or Fort Wayne, for that matter. Or Fort Worth. I’m just covering my bases, because I’m not 100% sure what the FW stands for. The only thing I know for certain is the “I’m Peeing” part. And there are no mastodons anywhere one might find oneself peeing.

Not that I bought any IPFW hats for our college days, because IPFW doesn’t sell hats that contain both the college name and the mascot. I can get a hat that says IPFW, or a hat with a menacing elephant, but I can’t find one with both items. Seriously, IPFW. You have a pretty cool names and an awesome mascot. Yet you sell no hats that combine the two. I assume marketing is not one of the majors that is offered at IPFW? It’d take room from that vaunted prehistoric zoology department.

You know who else is super shitty about putting mascots on hats? Canadian schools! I know, I know. Who the he’ll knew there were universities in Canada? I was surprised, too. And they’ve got some damn good mascots, too. For instance, did you know that the University of Calgary are the Dinos? Don’t worry, you’re not the only one. The apparel department at the University of Calgary are alson unaware they are the dinos, as you can’t purchase any hats that indicate that fact.

The University of British Columbia are the Thunderbirds. The University of Winnipeg has Wesley Coyote. The University of Manitoba are the bison, which looks suspiciously similar to the University of Colorado’s Buffalo. But there aren’t any hats for the bison, so your best bet for repping Manitoba is to buy a Colorado hat and then put a Manitoba sticker on it.

As far as I can tell,  Nunavut Arctic College doesn’t even have a mascot. How the heel does the name of your school include the word “arctic” but you can’t pick a mascot? You probably have some legitimate options, like a polar bear, that aren’t available anywhere else in the world. Kinda like all the indigenous kangaroos in Kansas City made that such a logical pairing. But no. No mascot at Nunavut Arctic College. Hell, in America,  even our elementary schools have mascots.

The University of Saskatchewan has Howler the Husky. The University of Saskatchewan also often uses the shortened name of U-Sask. Pretty cool name. I wouldn’t even need a Husky on it if I could buy a U-Sask hat. But I can’t.

And inside Saskatchewan, we have the city of… You know what? I’m getting ahead of myself.

Back to my hat collection. One of my favorites belongs to St. Peter’s University,  which I guess is in New York. It’s not that I’m a big fan of St. Peter’s, it’s just that their mascot is the Peacocks. How, I ask, could I NOT wear a hat that had not only the word “Peter,” but also a derivation of both “Pee” and “Cocks.”

Because,  although I’m the only non-sophomore in the room,  let’s be honest,  I’m also the most sophomoric.  Do you know how hard it was to be the only one stifling giggles when I had a student giving a book presentation about all the beaver hunts the Russian settlers used to go on in the Pacific Northwest? And by “the only one stifling a giggle,” I don’t mean that everyone else was laughing uncontrollably and I was the only one to keep it under control. I mean I’m the only one who was finding it giggle-worthy in the first place. All the rest of my students were paying rapt attention to the wonderful information about the relative value of rodent-pelts.

“Yeah, so there used to be a lot of beavers. And these men were trying to get as many beavers as possible. It was a real sense of accomplishment for these men as to who could nab the prettiest beavers.  Like, if they could get more than one beaver at the same time, that would be really impressive.”

“Thank you for that very informative report about the history of my college days. Um,  I mean the non-British colonies.”

And this all brings me to what this article is about.  My favorite colleges,  which have nothing to do with the quality of the educational facilities or sports acumen. I gave a dream conference. Eight schools that should play each other on a regular basis. I don’t care about travel costs or the competitiveness of the matchups. I mean, sure, Alabama should destroy Oregon State in football every time they play,  but then again,  shouldn’t it be a bloodbath every time the Crimson Tide visit the Beavers?

(Russian traders notwithstanding)

Okay,  so here’s my conference.

Alabama. See above. Although I don’t really know if they should play anyone other than the Beavers.

Oregon State. These guys would be the MVPs of the conference,  year in and year out.  Who doesn’t want to pound Beavers on a regular basis? Just ask my sophomore book-report girl.

Ball State. See what I mean about Alabama? The crimson tide should never come anywhere close to Ball State.

Sacramento State.  This might seem an odd addition if you don’t live in Northern California. But this school usually advertises itself as “Sac State.” The cheerleaders even wear uniforms that just emblazon “SAC” right across their chest.  So knowing that, are y’all as upset as I am that we don’t have an annual “Ball-Sac Classic” in every sport? I wonder what the trophy would look like.

Wichita State. These guys have gained some traction over recent years as their basketball team has done well. Their first year of prominence,  the networks were completely unaware that their team name,  the Shockers, had a completely different connotation than “one who shucks wheat.” But if you look closely at the stands at one of their televised games, you’ll see evidence of the OTHER type of Shocker. If you aren’t aware of the Shocker, then you don’t spend much time on Urban Dictionary. It’s a rather crude, misogynistic play on a sexual move. I don’t want to get too graphic. Maybe I can use some of the pithy phrases associated with it. Like “Two in the pink, one in the…” hold on, that might not be appropriate. What about “If two fingers don’t rock ‘er, give ‘er the…” No, I can’t finish that thought. This has to stay a family friendly blog, what with its references to bloody ball sacs and whatnot. Regardless, the international symbol for shocker is the ring finger being held down by the thumb. What you’re left with is the pointer and middle finger paired together, while the pinkie (the Shocker) is off on its own. I’ll let you figure out what it’s there for.

South Carolina. I think I once wrote an entire blog entry all about my love of cock. No wait. That sounds wrong. What I mean is that, while watching college football, I like to see a lot of penetration. Like, when the University of South Carolina has a good defense, there end up being a lot of cocks in the backfield. Hold on a second. I think this is all coming across incorrectly. What I mean is it’s great to see the Cocks rise to the occasion. It would only be fitting if the winner of the Ball-Sac Classic were to team up with the Cocks for a hopeful encounter with the Beavers. Unless the Crimson Tide is in town.

University of Southern California. Nobody likes having the Trojans in their conference. They just seem to get in the way. And the pleasure that you normally get from that encounter between the Cocks and the Beavers is totally deadened by the presence of the University of Southern California. But in this era of lots of travelling matchups between various cocks and balls and sacs, it’s probably a good idea to keep the Trojans nearby. Safety first when it comes to college sports. We don’t want to have to figure out which concussion protocol to follow when there’s an errant Shocker involved.

Hey, did you know there’s been a recent tiff between the Cocks and the Trojans? The University of South Carolina is upset that the University of Southern California are the ones usually ascribed the moniker “USC.” It’s a somewhat common gripe in a country with thousands of colleges and only a finite number of letter combinations. The Buffaloes usually go with the awkward phrasing of “Colorado University,” because the California schools have already stolen the “UC” designations.

And of course, I’m sorry to spoil the Cocks’ wild dreams, but the real USC is in Southern California. Isn’t that just like the Trojans to get in the way?

And so that is the conference I wanted to see. I wanted to see Cocks and Shockers and Beavers and Ball Sacs. I want all of their games to be televised nationally and only to be announced by comedians who know how to toe the fine line of double entendre.

But there was always a problem with my conference. It only has seven teams. You can’t have a conference with an odd number of teams. You can’t have a team off every gameday. Plus, there are three sets of natural rivals and then poor Wichita State is all there by its lonesome, like a pinkie hanging around the back door.

So I looked long and hard (yeah, baby) for an eighth team to add to make it a full conference. I guess the St. John’s Red Storm is only a pale impression of the Crimson Tide. The Rams of Colorado State or Rhode Island? Meh. The Presbyterian Blue Hose had potential until I realized that they were talking about tights worn by Scots. Plus I’d have to change the spelling. I could switch around the Tulsa Golden Hurricanes into Golden Showers, but the beauty of the conference to this point is that I haven’t had to change a word. The meaning, sometimes, but Wichita State are legitimately called the Shockers.

And Navy have the audacity to call themselves the Midshipmen, when we all know they should be the Seamen.

The Massachusetts Minutemen had promise. I imagine it’s not a very good pickup line in the Bay State. “Hey baby, let me be your minuteman.” Do the cheerleaders have to stop their cheers in the middle or else the players won’t be able to finish their play? Like I said, it’s got potential, but I don’t see the Minutemen ever engaging in enough foreplay to encounter a Shocker. And they probably need matchups with the Trojans on a regular basis.

I was ready to give up on my dream conference until I started looking at those Canadian schools who hide their mascots. That’s when I found…

The University of Regina. Regina is the capital city of the Canadian province of Manitoba. It’s home to the Canadian Football League’s Roughriders. (I bet it is). The Mounties also have their training there. (I bet they do).

Of course, these jokes are only funny if you know how the name of the city is pronounced. It looks like the last two syllables should read like name Gina. The University of Re-geena. And why would Gina have anything to do with Roughriders and Mounties?

But it’s not pronounced that way. You see, much like they mispronounce the word “about” and misspell the word “labor,” those poutine-lovers pronounce a long I in Regina. So it rhymes with with Dinah. Or Carolina. Or…

So yeah… I mean, I guess… Ball State and Sac State make it into my conference by name alone, so I guess I can let the Rajin’ Gynas in on name alone. Sure, it seems odd to throw in a Canadian university. They have 110-yard football fields and I don’t know if we’ll ever be able to figure out how many centimeters it is from home plate to first base.

Let me peruse it while I look up their mascot and… whoa, ho, ho!

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you:

The Regina Cougars.

My work here is done.