OK, I've been reeling the last few days over the news coming out of my alma mater, Penn State, so the blog has been pushed to the back burner. Here's my take: Joe Paterno will resign, if not today, by Friday, and if not by then, then by the end of the season. He's a stubborn old guy and he loves that job, but I think the decision is no longer his to make. It's a terrible mess, and all due to one man: a sick individual who is bringing down a football program that has a proud, clean tradition while besmirching the reputation of a fine university. There is talk among students and alums about not singing along when the alma mater is played on Saturday at the Nebraska game, the last home game of the year. I will be there and I WILL be singing (despite a distinct lack of ability in that area). I love that song and I love Penn State. Roar, Lions, Roar!!
Penn State played Illinois two weeks ago and a friend referred to them as Illi-NOISE. Since I am such a good friend, I simply HAD to tell him that the s is silent in that state's name. His excuse: "I was a science major." Not good enough. Plenty of scientific types know how to pronounce Lincoln's homeland.
I caught Herman Cain on Jimmy Kimmel last night, and noted that the front-runner among GOP presidential candidates has gone all third-person on us. A sure sign that he's starting to take himself far too seriously. Too bad the rest of the country isn't.
The Republicans have a real dilemma: looks like their only viable candidate is Mitt Romney, and most of the party seems to hate him. Too "liberal," you know. Obama, as bad as his ratings are, might actually have a chance against Romney. In fact, I don't see any of that sorry bunch of right-wingers as a sure thing against the president.
Signing off now to go back to ESPN and see if Joe has resigned yet.