I miss? The genuine hatred of a true rivalry week. Not this manufactured stuff they have now where teams change conferences every five years. I’m talking about lining up against Duquesne in the fall, when the air got crisp and you knew every single guy on the other sideline. That 2002 game at Tullio Field, when we blocked that punt in the final minute to win it, the whole student section poured onto the field. You think any of these kids transferring into Oregon or Oklahoma State feel that? They weren’t there for the three-overtime loss the year before that made the win taste so sweet. They just show up for a paycheck.
Now you’ve got these “rivalries” built on which school’s NIL collective wrote a bigger check. They’re talking about Oregon’s Raiola brothers like it’s some heartwarming family reunion. Please. That’s just a transaction with a nice bow on it. It reminds me of when the old NEC started to splinter, when the conference identity that made those games mean something started to fade. We played for a trophy, for bragging rights that lasted 365 days until you got another shot. Now players are gone in 12 months, chasing the next best offer.
They’ll never understand what it was to build something over four years with the same group of guys, to hate another team because you bled against them every single seaosn. That’s all gone. Replaced by a portal free-for-all and these soulless “games” between teams that have no history. Give me a muddy field in Erie against an old foe any day over this sterile, corporate version of the sport they’re selling us.