Even neutral college football observers can't help being mystified with what is going on in Florida's state capital right now.

The joke is always that high school football coaches basically kiss their wives and kids goodbye when fall practice starts, knowing that any time they get with their actual families will be minutes to the hours their teams get.

Where else in the country could you find a packed-out Chicago Bears bar right down the street from a packed-out Green Bay Packers bar? Not in either upstate New York or the frozen tundra of Wisconsin, that's for sure. It's quite possible that you could bar crawl through the entire NFC North on a given Sunday afternoon.