Clemson University freshman Trevor Lawrence could be the next great quarterback in football history, a Brady, Montana or Manning.

Or he could accept the responsibility being thrust upon him and absolutely change the game.

Step up, Trevor, I say. Be more than just the “next guy.”

Lawrence, fresh off his jaw-dropping, national championship shellacking of previously invincible Alabama at the age of 19, owes it to football, namely the guys around him risking their health and welfare, to alter this ridiculous system that exploits our young talented athletes, just to fill the pockets of the NCAA, its universities and these “Power Five” conferences that rake in millions at their expense.

Look at this system, which takes college football players and straps them financially for three years by denying them any income-making opportunities does not allow them to turn professional, and forces them to be demeaned publicly by arrogant multi-millionaire coaches like Nick Saban or Urban Meyer, all under the guise that they may get a “free” college degree.

These kids deserve better. I applaud the recent wave of bowl/playoff game withdrawals by potential pros, citing the risks involved.

Good for you guys. These schools make millions off your sweat, your concussions, your decimated knees, your blood.

But it’s not enough. This is where Lawrence, who I’m certain this morning is preparing for that pivotal American Studies 101 class that Clemson is allowing him to “take” for free, comes into play.

Right now, Lawrence looms larger than any college football player has on this planet in decades.

The epic effort places him in the company of Doug Flutie and Tim Tebow, absolute legends who captured the imagination of the football world.

He’s gifted, gutsy, handsome and charismatic.

Well Trevor, it’s your time. Time to do what Tebow should have done and exact change.

Lawrence has leverage. He can force change and do what’s right for all of those athletes who had dreams shattered and walked away with nothing to show for the sacrifice of their body and their time.

Fight the power, Trevor. Fight like you can. It’s time for the athletes, the guys who put people in the seats and ring up those TV rights, get their share.

Enough with the colleges and their fat-cat presidents. Enough with these coaches with eight-figure contracts, country club memberships and private jets.

Lead them, Trevor. Do it now for yourself and for those who can’t.


Interesting take by the way from Milford boys basketball coach Dan Murray, who noted that both his team and Tuesday night’s host, Souhegan, could absolutely factor this year in Division II boys basketball.

“I think there are a dozen teams out there,” said Murray, “that could beat anyone on any given night.”

That bodes well for an interesting winter on the hardwood.

That said, am I the only one that thinks it’s pitiful that these rival programs around the state do not face each other more than once. Milford and Souhegan should be playing at both places every year. And if I had my way, both nights would be boys/girls varsity doubleheaders, too. The time for conferences has come. Make the regular season relevant again. …

I said the same thing after the world crowned Andrew Luck as the next GOAT back in 2012, and I’m saying it now. What is all the fuss about Baker Mayfield? Can we please let him do something before we make plans for his display at the Pro Football Hall of Fame. He’s in Cleveland, not Canton.

By the way, those of you who have most recently leaped back onto the Luck bandwagon, I give you one stat.

Luck has 11 TD passes and 13 interceptions in the playoffs.