For me, it was November 20, 1993- exactly 19 years ago today. Boston College’s David Gordon kicked a 41 yard field goal, with no time remaining, to dethrone Notre Dame of its #1 ranking and end the dream of a National Championship- just as SC had done in ‘38. ND had only been #1 for one week. I was 11 years old- I still remember crying.
Regardless of what happens the rest of this year, the 30 second phone conversation I had on Saturday night, immediately following Stanford’s overtime victory over Oregon, was well worth the 19 year struggle. Nearly two decades removed from being #1, it’s a Notre Dame memory I’ll have forever:
My grandfather: Brendan?
Brendan: Hi Pop
My grandfather: We’re #1
Brendan: We’re #1, Pop
The Final Chapter
I hate that a punk kid who gets steamrolled into his own endzone to lose the ND-SC game in 2010 has the audacity to say, a year later, that the difference between SC and ND is that SC never gives up. I’m surprised you were able to remove Robert Hughes’ facemask from your chest cavity long enough to utter those words.
I hate how that their backup quarterback, who has yet to play a meaningful down in his career, is brass enough to guarantee a victory on Saturday. You’re from New Port Beach, bro- your attempt at swagger is laughable. An unproven nobody speaking out like that is too pitiful to even qualify as bulletin board material.
I really hate Lane Kiffin. He’s a cheat and a blowhard.
I would say I hate the Song Girls, but lets be serious- nobody hates the Song Girls.
As #1 Notre Dame gets set to visit the Coliseum, I’m not only reminded of how much I hate SC, but also of some the great games that have defined this rivalry. If the history between the Irish and Trojans has taught us anything, it’s that rankings don’t always mean much- remember that ND took an undefeated team to the Coliseum and lost, in ’64 and ’70.
So, here we go. It doesn't get much better than #1 ND vs. SC on Thanksgiving weekend. Make no mistake about it- this is the biggest game in the last 19 years of ND Football. A loss would easily replace the ’93 BC game as the toughest I've ever endured, but a win and the stakes go up even higher.