Here's the college football season upon us and here's Jarvis Redwine, the marvelously named, marvelously gifted rushing star of Nebraska's Big Red Cornhuskers, looking real forward to it:
"Football is a job right now, but I'm not getting paid for it. If I was getting a salary, I could see all the sweating I've been doing."
Redwine, who turned I.M. Hipp second string last fall and looms as Nebraska's best Heisman hope since Johnny Rodgers, proceeds: "I'm not saying a player should get a salary, but he should get more money than a basic scholarship. I'm married. Me and my wife have got to be able to live. People have to start realizing that you (college students) don't live with your parents anymore."
Redwine draws a monthly living expense check of $158 with his scholarship. His wife helps make ends meet by working at an insurance firm.
She gave him a jolt early last season by saying she could no longer watch him play -- football's violence was contrary to her deep religious convictions. Her feeling toward the sport almost led to their separation earlier this summer.
"She said she didn't like the people out there trying to kill me, trying to break my bones . . . the jealousy of the fans in the stands . . .
"But we sat down and had a long talk," he said, and reached an accommodation. For now, he will go on playing -- and grit his teeth over the exploitation. Like last fall when a full-color poster of Jarvis Redwine was made and hawked without his involvement -- he had to pay $3.50 to get one for himself.
And this time around, he was amazed to see "Marvelous Jarvis" T-shirts on the market in Lincoln. Redwine bought one, for $6.50.