It’s August 26. Finally.
It’s early morning in Europe as I make my way to Ireland to see Navy face Notre Dame in Dublin. Navy and Notre Dame play every year, but I highly doubt I’ll ever have the opportunity to see this specific matchup in this specific setting, under these specific circumstances ever again. I want to savor it, if I can.
In a weird way, there’s a parallel to what’s happening in college football, currently. A very odd, specific set of circumstances brought us here.
A century-old conference is likely dead. The West coast is part of the East coast now, apparently (or the midwest, maybe?