Specifically, I'm talking about the "raise your arms in the air and run in place like you're playing Wii" dance. The "double-time Jazzercise" dance. The "walking over hot coals in a comedy" dance. Never mind all the other incredibly enjoyable aspects of 1970s college football -- the uniforms, the Wishbone, the lack of recruiting scandals, the lack of playoff debate, a young Keith Jackson, etc. -- if we can just bring back this silly damn celebration, the traditionalist in me will be thrilled.
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