1928 College Football Season

The 1928 college football season had the USC Trojans recognized as champions under the Dickinson System, but the Rose Bowl was contested between the #2 and #3 teams, California and Georgia Tech. The game was decided by a safety scored by Roy "Wrong Way" Riegels, which gave Georgia Tech an 8-7 win.

Major conferences that existed in 1928 were the Western Conference (precursor to the Big Ten Conference), the Pacific Coast Conference (now the Pac-10), the Big Six (forerunner of the Big 12), the Southwest Conference, and the Southern Conference (whose members later formed the SEC and the ACC). At season's end, the Rissman Cup was awarded to the team that finished first in the "Dickinson ratings", which considered strength of schedule, in that a win, loss or tie against a "strong" opponent was worth more than one against a lesser team, and the results were averaged.

Read more about 1928 College Football Season:  1929 Rose Bowl, Conference Standings, Dickinson System, Final Dickinson Rankings

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