Back in the late 1980's a game between Notre Dame and Miami was framed by many as Catholics versus Convicts.
Well, a lot has changed since then and we are well aware that the University of Miami would love to see those old images die away, but for the sake of argument we will return to those glory days and brief but very joyful journey down memory lane.
Fast forward to 2017 when many of the biased talking heads in the media had openly and proudly denied that the Convicts would have any remote chance at defeating the heavily favored Catholics in their much anticipated match-up.
Then the clear and irrefutable evidence was shown to a National television audience in prime time. As a result, after the game the Convicts were found guilty beyond any reasonable doubt. The evidence clearly showed that the Convicts murdered the Catholics by a score of 41-8.
And yes, let there be no doubt that it was a complete and total slaughter.
It started when the the team arrived at the stadium. It was bedlam, it was crazy and it was loud. In my tailgating career I have been to many "Hurricane Walks" but none was ever like this one. And it was not even close.
From the time that UM WR Braxton Berrios became an instant Hurricane legend for slowly shuffling off of the field with his hands behind his back in the "Convict Position" after the first touchdown reception, this game was over.
The Hurricanes would be found guilty as charged for killing any chances the (Non) Fighting Irish had on this concert-like night at Hard Rock Stadium. It was better than a live performance by The Scorpions (Rock You Like a Hurricane) and AC/DC (Hell's Bells) and even old Billy Joel (Only The Good Die Young) combined in front of a sold out and crunked up crowd at The Rock.
Trust me when I tell you that this was the largest and most amazing crowd making the loudest noise for any game since "The Old Lady" (read: Orange Bowl) was laid to rest. It seems that a long twelve years of mediocrity had built up in Miami fans like a dam just waiting to burst. And burst it did as the cheers roared throughout the stadium like flood waters.
It was like a resurrection had taken place. The energy, emotion and electricity from the stadium was so reminiscent of the Orange Bowl that it could power the City of Miami for a few days and a few National Championships to follow.
The bond between this team, its coaches, and the City and its fans is once again intact. If UM Head Coach Mark Richt does this right it could be the beginning of a long, beautiful and winning relationship. And that would be exactly what this fan base, and this City, has been patiently waiting for.
And the thought of that is very comforting to Miami fans and scary as hell to the rest of college football. We really like that. Yeah, we like that a lot.