When I was in college, it was my goal to land above a 3.0 each semester. (Translation: My parents said if I didn’t earn a 3.0 they would kill me. Literally. They showed me the knife). That proved incredibly difficult in the first year when you throw everything together in a powder keg of classes, Thursday nights, rush, and new found freedom. Suffice to say, I was a disappointment (for one semester, at least).
So when the Mid-American Conference announces its All-MAC academic list, I am blown away by the fact that student-athletes actually pay attention to the first half of that moniker.