But something is well and truly fucked up within the bowels of American football culture. At the personal level this means that, as a Nebraskan, there is alwo something well and truly fucked up within my own 'native culture.' There's the UNL Cornhuskers of course, but also the related fact that most Husker males play at least a few years of organized football. I was tight end and secondary, still remember the basics of blocking and tackling, and it can be resonably presumed that most men one sees on the Lincoln streets do as well.
I do see with the same blinding clarity as everyone else how much of a filthy, poisonous, corrupt, evil little game this is. Yet my boyhood love of it is still there. Aye. Perhaps last night's reminder that the home team will never, ever, ever be elite again will be enough to free some of us from this chauvinistic, patriarchial, blindly authoritarian hate fuck that sucks the blood of legitimate education like a horde of lampreys. Time will tell.