NEW YORK – Joel Carey is your average, bandwagon sports fan in the Northeast. He sits on his hands every week of the fall at Giants Stadium, and last week traded in his Navy Blue Jeter jersey for a Royal Blue Reyes. A Pace graduate, Joel has never had a Division I-A college football team to call his own. Not to worry, though. For most of his adult life, he has followed the Miami Hurricanes. However, recently that fact has begun to change, causing a dangerous existential crisis that threatens the core of Carey’s very being. Read the rest of this entry »
Now that the draft is winding up, the football news is scarce, we here at H2DN will give you something else to argue about. We’ll finish up the conference draft results this week. The following are the 4th, 5th, and 6th rounds. Stay tuned as well for the OMG BLOCKBUSTER TRADE.
As I write this article, I’m less than 12 hours away from a 7:30am date with my Roman Archeology exam, but college football is on my mind. Please don’t misunderstand me, I love talking about the plaster casts of bodies that litter the streets of Pompeii as much as the next red-blooded American man, but to be perfectly honest, sometimes I’d rather just dream about football. Is that so wrong? “But wait,” I hear you say, “aren’t you at school to learn? You pay tuition, right?” Well, yes and no; you see, I am learning. I am learning about anatomy, I’m learning about the value of discipline, and business acumen. College is so much more than classes though, and that’s an important lesson that one of my roommates needs to learn (seriously Rob, go the fuck outside and do something other than study and masturbate). College is about rivalries, about forgetting where you parked your car or who the hell is it that you woke up with this morning. It’s so much more than some buildings, a congregation of people, an institution of learning, or fearing for your life (feel free to insert Virgina Tech joke of choice). To some of us, college is a magical four to seven years that centers around grills, tents in your team’s colors, gasoline-powered generators, satellite TVs on the Quad, and ululations of joy usually emitted near the engineering building (probably all those foreign kids playing soccer). Read the rest of this entry »
STILLWATER, OK – Eccentric billionaire Boone Pickens announced his intentions today to purchase the college football blog Hell 2 Da Naw. This follows on the heels of his announced donations of $100 million to the University of Texas, on the condition that the donations grow to $1 billion over 25 years and that a building there be named after him. Read the rest of this entry »
Yusuf Salhuddin is a lot like other college students. He hangs out with his friends, goes to class, studies hard, and watches his bank account constantly dwindle.The only difference between Salhuddin and others is that he plays football for the Idaho Vandals. After busting his chops on the bench, he still is behind the senior threats of Brian Flowers Jr. and Rolly Lumbala in the depth chart. But Salhuddin is convinced that he’ll still be earning his long-overdue paycheck soon. Read the rest of this entry »
As the semester ambles to a close, college kids everywhere are preparing for their summers. In football, it is just the same. Seniors are either starting to work out with their new NFL teams, try out for said teams, or busy locking up deals to have their very own car dealership (I can’t wait for Chris Leak Ford either, check them out, on I-75!).
But what about the student-athletes left behind? Those who worked really hard in their Sociology and Communications classes with only a partial key they got from the professor? Those guys have a long summer ahead, and between summer workouts in God’s favorite sports, they’ve all got big plans for the summer season.
So lets take a look at one athlete’s plans: Read the rest of this entry »
I’ll admit it. When I first arrived at Texas Tech I didn’t know much about their football team. I grew up with Longhorns on my dad’s side and a bunch of crappy Ivy League schools on my mother’s. However, after my first Tech football game-a thrilling 200 to 175 win over rival New Mexico State Christian Tech-I became more interested in the high-scoring Red Raider offense.
Then, it happened. I was in my dorm room recovering from a hard night drinking with a beer bong of Coors. I flicked on my roommate’s TV to find an strange man talking about the football team. It wasn’t until a reporter yelled “Coach Leach! Coach Leach!” that I realized the true greatness of the Tech football team. Read the rest of this entry »