As if the Texas Bowl Needed LESS Exposure
By Cecilio's Scribe on Dec 27, 2007 with Comments 0
I know, I know. The whole bashing-of-the-bowls thing is getting a little old, but we couldn’t resist. Tomorrow the mighty Horned Frogs of TCU battle the Houston Cougars in a time-honored college football tradition – the Texas Bowl.
Alive and well since all the way back in 2006, the Texas Bowl should be of genuine interest to about 12 people in the United States (and that figure includes David Klingler and Andre Ware). Unfortunately, for any of those twelve living outside the Houston area, the game may be difficult to find.
Yes, in a marketing move sure to drum up even excitement and future viewers to an already highly-anticipated television event, the organizers of the Texas Bowl went with the NFL Network as their broadcast partner. A few things are bothersome about this.
First of all, it’s the NFL NETWORK (screaming in Dan Hawkins-esque style). Aren’t you supposed to be about the pro game? Then why are you televising two bowl games? Second, if this is somehow part of a bigger strategy to make the NFL Network the ultimate football fan network, why the Texas and Insight bowls?
Call me ignorant, because I’m sure there’s complicated contractual stuff and regional justification for all this, but I just don’t get it. Do I need to see another crappy bowl game on ESPN? Not necessarily…but if there’s football on, I will watch it.
Case in point, last night’s Chippewas/Boilermakers shootout in (appropriately) Detroit. Heck, I now know who Dan LeFevour is from that game! But, alas, no further education on the Horned Frogs or Cougars will come to this fan tomorrow night on account of the evil NFL Network.
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About the Author: Cecilio's Scribe is the founder of The Legend of Cecilio Guante and a generally pessimistic fan of the Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers. A fine NYC-based gentlemen who hones his marketing skills as his primary trade by day. Husband, chef, father of a newborn and after-hours blogger by night. Proud alum of the mighty Big Red of Cornell. University. Hot sauce devotee. Staunch protester of the continued wussifcation of American sports. Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick.


