Like a lot of UW-Madison alums, I get a warm squeeze from the song “Varsity.” It didn’t mean a dang thing the year I earned my varsity letter in swimming three decades ago. In fact, I never even wore the jacket during the years I competed for UW. Wearing sports stuff just wasn’t my thing. It had nothing to do with the shame some on campus felt over how bad the UW football team was in the late ’70s.
How bad was the football program back then? Real bad. Not Veer offense bad. Worse. The team was so crappy they didn’t even have a name for their offense.