Where is all of the criticism? What happened to the uproar over the college football season being hosed once again over some Big Crap System? Why isn’t Lou Holtz spitting up all over himself, coming up with genius phrases such as, “If you would take the C out of the BCS, then it makes sense?” By the way, Holtz does tend to spit up a lot. Here is my list of sports folks who like to spit up: 1. Bill Cowher, 2. Sean Taylor and 3. Holtz. But back to the point at hand.

Mysteriously, people aren’t saying a word about the current system. Everyone was up in arms three months ago, saying how a playoff is the only way to find the real champion. The idea sounds good and doesn’t seem real difficult to accomplish. I even created a possible playoff scenario during one of my captivating classes that would have had some interesting first round matchups. Yes, I crafted mock brackets and everything. I’m not what some call “normal.” Would a playoff have resulted in Texas and USC battling it out with everybody and their mama’s mama watching? Maybe.

There was a very real chance somebody could have jumped up and nipped either Texas or USC before the final. Or, God forbid, one of the star players was injured a la Carson Palmer in the first round of a playoff. In that case, we wouldn’t have seen the dream matchup and would forever be left wondering who actually would have won. Despite all of its supposed faults, the current system has created two of the best championship games in college football history over the last four years, counting the Ohio State vs. Miami game in 2003. But nobody gives the BCS credit when it works. Playoffs, although they do crown only one champion, have created some truly awful matchups over the years.

Did anybody watch the World Series last year? I know, White Sox fans, you won; congrats. But I was flipping to the Food Network throughout those games, because a White Sox-Astros battle royale couldn’t match the energy of Emeril Lagasse. For what it’s worth, my entertainment of the month is watching “Iron Chef.” Each cooking team is given a secret ingredient with which they must prepare a series of dishes. Then they are judged by a panel of experts. This would be a great idea for sports: Give each NBA team Ron Artest for a week, and see who comes out alive. David Stern can award wins based on number of rap albums produced and fights started. You’re telling me you wouldn’t be interested?

The bottom line is, more than half the time, playoffs end up with a championship matchup that large pockets of the country don’t want to see. It’s easy to rip on the BCS. Heck, Lee Corso can do it and he’s restricted to talking in nonverbals, accentuated with “choo-choo” sounds and “WHOA!” But the BCS has yet to give us an exhilarating West Virginia-TCU final, which is probably a good thing.

So next time you are sitting at your computer, give it a nice slap on the monitor and tell it thanks for giving us some of the best theater in sports history. Nobody else wants to.

– Brent Blum is a junior in journalism and mass communication from Urbandale.