Gets me thinking on a quiet Tuesday morning in May? That ESPN article ranking every Power 4 team's offseason. I scroll through and see all these programs graded on how they "won the portal" or "landed a five-star" and I just shake my head. Back in the late 80s, when I was a kid, we didn't have any of that nonsense. You built a program with the kids from Wisconsin who grew up dreaming of running through that tunnel at Camp Randall. I remember sitting in the old bleacher seats, the ones they tore down in the 2000s, watching us grind out a 10-7 win against Michigan State in a November snowstorm. You could feel the cold steel of the bleachers through your jeans and you did not care one bit because the football was real. It was honest. These kids today walk into a stadium that has a jumbotron the size of a small town and they still complain about the atmosphere. I will take a cold November Saturday with 80,000 of my closest friends screaming our heads off over any of these fancy new renovations any day of the week.