There wasn't much to dislike about Clemson prior to the game starting. They have a Heisman Trophy candidate in Deshaun Watson at quarterback. They have a fun, personable head coach in Dabo Swinney. They are...well...they're not Alabama, and that's always a positive. That's why I all set to root for Tigers. Until this happened...
Call me petty if you so choose, but the Saints fan in me simply couldn't cheer for C.J. Spiller's happiness. Not after a season in which he only took time away from misremembering the playbook to shy away from contact during his ever so limited touches. As much as I enjoyed Clemson's run this year, knowing that C.J. Spiller was in attendance and that his mood could potentially benefit from his alma mater winning a National Championship was enough to sway my rooting interest. Mark Ingram was one of the few players, when healthy, that gave it his all for New Orleans. While C.J. Spiller was busy representing every overpaid, underperforming free agent on the roster, Mark Ingram represented the few members of the Saints who efforts were consistently geared towards winning. He deserved my half hearted fist pumps. He deserved to go home a winner. Not because I wanted Alabama to have anymore Championship trophies, but because I didn't want Clemson's honorary captain to feel like he was even a small part of one. So I am glad the Tide rolled. Not just because I always wish Mark Ingram nothing but the best, but because at this point in his Saints tenure, I wish C.J. Spiller nothing but the worst. Well..until next season starts anyway.