In about four hours, USC will take on Oregon at the Coliseum here in Los Angeles. For the Trojans (7-1) it's their homecoming and for the Ducks (7-2) it's a final chance to prove they're still worthy of national attention. I'll be in the stands, sitting with my college dorm-mate Pete Feibleman and cheering on the Ducks like a maniacal partisan, because that's my college.
On the other side of the equation, though, I'm currently an adjunct professor at USC, teaching CNTV589, a graduate level class about producing that draws students from both the School of Cinematic Arts and the Marshall School of Business here at the University fo Southern California. Added to that is the fact that my oldest son currently attends USC, and my wife got her graduate degree from USC.
I could probably analyze the game in ways that favor the Trojans or the Ducks but I'm no expert on college football so there's nothing to be gained there. I'll tell you, though, that it's going to be an odd feeling slapping on my green-and-yellow UO jacket and driving down to the game.
There's really no choice, though. You dance with the person who brought you and, for me, that will always be the University of Oregon. I root for USC when they play practically anybody else in the nation but, against the Ducks, they're just the other team standing in the way of our victory.