You’ve seen the hit (if you haven’t, watch). So, that dude is a year younger, a foot taller and 100 pounds heavier than me. Can you even imagine bumping into him in the halls? Probably feels like you’re casually getting run over by a house. An absolute mammoth human being. Would go number one in the 2013 NFL Draft, but can’t because the U.S. Court of Appeals for the 2nd Circuit decided nine years ago that you had to be three years removed from high school to enter the NFL.

So, instead of the 6’6” Clowney tackling Adrian Peterson this year, on November 23 Clowney will take on the Coastal Carolina Chanticleers. Should be a real doozy.

Because you’re no doubt a diehard fanatic of The Extra Point, you remember last year’s post about the one-and-done rule in college basketball. It’s the same idea.

Clowney is playing football at a school, getting a degree in football. Why should he have to play another season for free when he could cash in on millions of dollars? Don’t you go to college to do just that? You want to leave college, get a job you love and make money with.

How many Nerlins Noel’s and Marcus Lattimore’s is it going to take to realize that this rule is ruining people’s lives? A freak jump there, a twist there…and now you’re selling used cars.

It’s certainly not about if Clowney is physically able to handle the NFL. Under this rule, I could beast on the SAT’s as a 13-year-old, graduate high school and technically play in the NFL at age 16. I would die.

Here’s what I’d propose. Since it’s Clowney’s life, he gets the choice of when to leave college. College football adopts the mandatory one year rule from college basketball because you need to expose players to the next level of this gladiator-sport — you can’t have pipsqueaks going from Senior Ball to getting thumped in the NFL. Men like Clowney should have the freedom to choose their career paths. Schools like South Carolina should use that extra six-figure scholarship on a kid who otherwise wouldn’t be able to afford college.

Clowney might have the name, but the joke’s on you, NCAA.