Everybody’s going to remember the number 48. That’s fine. Forty-eight points in College Station, in front of a packed house that showed up expecting to watch an SEC program bully a program that hadn’t been feared in twenty years — that’s a...
Here’s the thing about a fanbase that’s been burned: it starts arguing about the wrong man. Not because it’s dumb — because it’s tired. Because it’s had its heart handed back to it in pieces enough times that it’s learned to spot...
Every season opener against a MAC school comes with the same trap door. Win big and it proves nothing, because you were supposed to. Win ugly and suddenly the whole year has a crack running through it. Lose and the season is over before the first road trip. It’s...
Two weeks out from kickoff, and the loudest arguments in Hurricane world are still about the guy throwing the football. That’s how it always goes. Quarterback is the position that gets the billboards, the blame and the barbershop debates. But if you want to know...
There’s a thing that happens in every fan base that has been kicked around long enough. You stop trusting the loud stuff. Miami fans in particular have been trained by roughly two decades of August to be suspicious of noise — of hype videos, of preseason volume,...
