Oh, It's THAT Time Of The Year When You Can't Have It Both Ways

Summertime.  You gotta love it.  Warm days, cool nights.  But now it's August.

College Football camps open this week.  Games actually start BEFORE September.  Thank you/Fuck you, ESPN.

I love college football, as do most of my friends.  It is the best game in the world.  But it sure means the end of a time of year we all love.

The, "Beach Boys" records get put away, the cover goes on the Camaro.  There is a very fragrant pile of freshly cut pine on the patio.  My back yard smells like a lumber yard.

And it's going to get cold.

You can't help it.  It is as it is.  Sweatshirt weather.  Cold nights.  You are going to have to pour the ice out of the outside dog bowl every morning.

And we are just around the corner from Winter.

And all that sucks.

But would you have it any other way?  Nope.  Love college football.

So this might just be the cruelest time of the year.  You want to hang on to summer, but you know you can't.  Not if you want your college football fix.

And that is cruel, man.  Really cruel.