I was always taught not to hate anything.In general, it was a rule that I kept, except for a few exceptions (most notably, the Detroit Red Wings).But now, I have one more addition to my “hate” list: instant replay.With every bone in my body, I hate instant replay. ![][1]This week, the Big 12 Conference is holding its annual meetings in Colorado Springs. Often times, when a group of leaders gathers to exchange ideas, it’s best when they accomplish nothing. Like the Kansas Legislature. The last thing that I want a bunch of western Kansas farmers to do is make decisions regarding my daily life.The Big 12 could have done nothing, and we would have been better for it. But, no — The conference brain trust decided that the timing was right to introduce [instant replay.][2]The system will be similar to what’s already in place in the Big 10, where challenges will be issued by an official in the press box, rather than an [irate coach on the field.][3] On paper, it’s a nice idea. You can correct all of the questionable calls. It’s less pressure on the officials. Everyone goes home happy.But that’s the thing about instant replay. It only works on paper.I’ve sat through enough four hour NFL games to know how replay disrupts football’s mojo. While the NFL system is supposed to only cause two minute delays, it’s not uncommon for a challenge to last five to ten minutes.I would hate for the same thing to happen at Memorial Stadium. College football is an emotional game, and that emotion could easily be sucked away by a lengthy review.Another charming feature of college football is that it isn’t so motorized, so inhuman, and so predictable. Human error is one of the joys of college football, whether its blown coverage by a [cocky cornerback,][4] or a referee facing a shower of boos after a blown call.The imperfections make college football more enjoyable than the pro game.Why try to perfect something that’s so beautifully imperfect?**Where Are The Answers?**I wrote last week somewhat tongue-in-cheek that [we’ll never find out what happened][5] in the knife fight involving J.R. Giddens.I knew that some details would be hidden forever, but I didn’t know that the information would move this slowly.It’s now been a week since Giddens’ right calf was slashed outside the Moon Bar. So why don’t we at least know something? So far, no witnesses have come forward to speak publicly, and no charges have been filed by the Lawrence Police Department.We don’t live in Detroit. People aren’t stabbed here every day.One week has passed, and we still don’t know anything. On one hand, it’s expected. But on the other, it’s deeply troubling. [1]: http://images.sportsnetwork.com/football/nfl/allsport/instant_replay.jpg [2]: http://www.insidedenver.com/drmn/cu/article/0,1299,DRMN_2938_3807110,00.html [3]: http://media.baltimoreravens.com//images2/Instant_Replay/billickbrian1.gif [4]: http://www.kusports.com/news/football_archive/story/62510 [5]: http://www.lawrence.com/blogs/rigg/2005/may/19/moonbar/