Six hundred million dollars for a stadium renovation. That’s the world we live in now. It makes me think of the old bleachers at Anderson Field, where the paint was peeling and the wind came right through the press box. We didn’t have luxury suites, we had grit. You built toughness by playing on that field, not by walking through a marble atrium. Nebraska’s kids will be playing in a palace, but I guarantee you the teams from the 80s that played through broken noses and muddy fourth quarters were tougher. You can’t buy that. You earn it through years of struggle together, something you’ll never get with a roster of 50 transfers.