Now I understand exactly how Florio felt when Rosenthal left PFT in that one episode of Seinfeld that was absolutely hilarious and love seeing in reruns and love referencing in myriad posts.
Very sad right now, I am. And very, very, very proud of the news that our very own Ben Kercheval has decided to leave the CFT nest and spread his Internet wings elsewhere. While I won’t go into the particulars — his new destination rhymes with “Reacher Bleport” — you can check him out on Twitter @BenKercheval and bug him there instead of, as you normally do, in the comments section.
When it comes to this development… damn. Just, damn.
Since the summer of 2010, it’s been me and Ben at CFT. Ben and I. Through a whole helluva lot of crap, both personally and professionally. All here at this lil’ podunk website just doing 24/7/365 what we both love: college football.
The son of Hoppy, for all of the God’s Country readers in the audience, was a bit much in the beginning. Endearingly insufferable, as that old grammatically incorrect chestnut goes. As this phase ends, though, he’s turned into a helluva writer and an even better friend.
Godspeed, Ben. You’ve earned this, and even more you deserve this.
And God bless you Ben. You’ve been a great colleague and an even greater friend. What little heart I have left (you understand that) is full of nothing but joy and happiness for you today, even as it saddens me greatly to have to type this post.
You know my digits. Don’t hesitate to use them.