By Jason Boxer, Adam Robak and Leo Shaw
Although our first love is basketball and the majority of our allegiances lie with Clipper Nation, your friendly B.O.O.Y.A.H. neighbors have had nothing but football on the brain for the past few weeks. Los Angeles has started planning for a possible new professional team, and we’re officially stoked.
It looks like businessman Tim Leiweke is moving steadily toward making a downtown stadium a reality.
An L.A. football team would be cool, and we’re definitely excited for our parents to fund part of the project with tax dollars, but the most B.O.O.Y.A.H.-approved aspect of these plans has little to do with football.
Although this stadium doesn’t exist in any physical form whatsoever, a cool $700 million has already been laid down to name it “Farmers Field.” This is truly an incredible display of business savvy, and we’d like to take it one step further. Why wait for things to actually exist?
We’ll see the school board’s Bill Cooper Field, and raise it one Carol Mathews Lobby for the auditorium. BB is bringing us an amphitheater, and we propose calling it Bill Eisen Amphitheater to honor his zeal for municipal bonds. To top it all off, our schedules could really use a revived and renamed William Fauver/Glenn Marx Homeroom Period.
Our powerhouse football program needs no renaming, and three of Costa’s soon-to-be-graduated seniors completely back up that statement.
We’re thrilled to hear that our own J.R. Tavai signed with USC on Feb. 2. He’ll now have the attention of not just one wealthy community, but of every yuppie football fan in the L.A. metropolitan area. Half of our readership is probably deserting us, but in any case, fight on!
Congratulations as well to Brendan Sofen, who will be kicking for Princeton come fall, and to Brett Darragh, who is going to the Air Force Academy.
The Academy doesn’t even admit anyone who can’t complete a fitness test of pushups, sit-ups, long jumps, 1.5 miles of running and a 600-meter sprint, so making the offensive line there really means something. Let’s just hope he can handle the vomit comet as well as he can take a tackle.
Hmmm. The Vomit Comet. We’ll get back to you on something Costa-related that can take that name. Until then, keep on the rockin’ it. We’re still working on our tagline too.
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