The game ended, the doors opened, and we all brought our questions inside. I look out at quizzical faces in classrooms at Penn State as I describe the way things once worked in nearly every college football town.
Those looks remind me that the chance to learn from conversations with players in their dressing-room environment, rather than the antiseptic surroundings of an interview room, has all but gone the way of single-platoon football, typewriters, and Western Union operators.
We entered the Penn State dressing room soon after the 1978 home opener, a nondescript victory over Rutgers that had been the only event standing in the way of a week's worth of anticipation of a game at Ohio State. All anyone in town was thinking about was Ohio State. All we wanted to ask about was Ohio State.