My LOVE for ND and my ahem UNLOVE for USC [how it began]

Cheer, Cheer for Old Notre Dame
Wake up the echoes cheering her name,
Send a volley cheer on high,
Shake down the thunder from the sky
What tho’ the odds be great or small
Old Notre Dame will win over all
While her loyal sons go marching
Onward to victory………………………….

GO IRISH!!!

Updating on 10/22 at 4:14 PDT (7:14EDT)—GO IRISH…………………………..Beat Trojans………………………………..

Oh so very long ago I fell in love with the college I attended (St Mary’s) and it’s brother college–The University of Notre Dame. St Mary’s stole my heart with the first trip my parents took down the avenue…all other colleges I visited paled by comparison. My brothers played football. I had had to go to all their games for years to support them, and I was sick of that! So initially I was dead set against attending any ND games. But dad insisted. So I went. and I fell head over heels in love with ND football. It was just amazing…the Irish Guard, the band, the games, the fans….the rivalries. It was so much fun, so exciting, so compelling. The biggest baddest rivalry was ND vs USC….oh boy their band about drove me nuts…it made me want to scream and throw things….their cheerleaders, their horse, their coach at the time (John Robinson)…oh they just drove me NUTS!

Back then USC was one of the best teams in the country and so was ND….I grew to really, really, really not like USC….it grew and grew….and then it happened. Joe Montana was QB for ND and we were playing them out there….at the dreaded Colliseum. We were way behind….he brought them back. It looked like we could win….and then USC sort of scored. I say sort of because the referees called it a touchdown; but the USC player was still CLEARLY on the playing field—not in the end zone….and we lost. And Joe Montana cried….and then it happened. I truly hated USC…..the rivalry has been intense for me ever since. Oh wait—it began I hated them in 1974 too–we played them there and had a flawless 1st half—and were destroyed in 2nd half…ND has really had its struggles for many years now. There are times when I have felt that if we only win 1 game all season, I want it to be against USC….There are times when it looks like we are going to win and we end up losing after all—like a few years ago when Charlie Weis was early in his coaching career….and we won…and then they put 7 seconds back on the clock…and Reggie Bush pushed the QB into the end zone [which isn’t allowed] and he wasn’t penalized and it was called a touchdown and we lost….ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So it is with great anticipation that I begin to consider the potential for excitement in this Saturday’s game. Nothing would please me more than a victory for ND….No team scares me more than USC….[and by the way I would dearly love to cover their silly white horse with green shamrocks and a plaid saddle].

For those who don’t care who wins it—say an extra prayer for ND! It is impossible to explain how I went from someone who would rather read a book than watch football to a big, big ND fan—and fan of football in general. [Thanks, daddy <3].

So here we go. It begins Saturday afternoon—the pregame stuff–the anticipation….the extreme stress…the pacing in front of the TV like a crazed, caged cat. Many of our dearest friends are at ND for the game—-GO IRISHH!!!!!!!!!!! Beat Trojans…….may the fall of Troy begin Saturday… 🙂 

About Kate Kresse

I love to write, I love to talk, I love to uplift people when I can. I am a woman in love with life. I am a wife, mom, tutor, writer, and I am a perennial optimist. (OK not every single minute but you get the point! :-)
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