Thanks. I'm signing off. I feel as if I found out yesterday that there is no Santa Claus. No. That's light-hearted. I feel much worse than that. I feel betrayed by what I thought was the one decent thing, the one decent man, in college football. When I lived in Seattle in the 1970s, I had white football helmet for backyard football. I used black electrical tape to put a stripe on it so it would look like Penn State. In Seattle. My parents never went to college and I had no ties to Pennsylvania.
The worst part was the good guy was covering up for a person, who didn't deserve it.