The long barren winter of the college football off-season is over.  In some parts they call it "summer."  We call it hell.  Goodbye humidity.  Goodbye getting into a car so hot you can't hold the steering wheel for fear of suffering third degree burns.  No more "Nationals! Pirates! It's the MLB on ESPN!" No more wondering what to watch on a lazy Saturday afternoon. 

Fall has sprung.  The leaves will soon turn.  Foles will throw.  Grigsby and Keola will run.  And, Trevin, boy will Trevin cover.

At 7:30 Eastern, college football is back.

Enjoy Cats fans. One more day until we hit the field.  Enjoy tonight's appetizer to tomorrow's ever-so-longed-for main dish.

Bear Down.