The (rapid) rise and (free) fall of Baylor football

Art-BrilesThe cautionary school is now a cautionary tale. Baylor, you may recall, is the Waco place that outlawed dancing on campus from 1845 to 1996.

Like many sinners, though, it was drawn into the devil’s music some heathens refer to as  “major college football.”

The pull of pigskin can be as addictive and corrosive as anything  Johnny Football has ingested lately.

It is possible to wonder if many of the shameful things Baylor allowed to happened would have happened had the football team not become a national power under Art Briles, who took over in 2008 and has most recently posted 10-3, 11-2 and 11-2 seasons.

The things people do to protect football programs are not unique to Baylor, but tend to look worse when they happen there instead of say, Idaho.

Baylor sees itself as a high-and-mighty institution bathed in unyielding Baptists tenets, making deviations from the theme more self-righteously unseemly and disquieting.

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Let’s face it: the Angels and Tim Lincecum are tied at the hip


Former Angels manager Gene Mauch used to call his home in Palm Springs “God’s waiting room,” the place retired people go before they die.

The Angels, in the same sense, could be called the “God’s waiting room” of baseball, the place were aging players have historically gone to cash a last check on their way out of the big leagues.

I’ve always maintained that an alien dropped down from outer space, if handed the all-time rosters of major leagues clubs, would conclude the Angels were the greatest franchise in history of human kind.

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