Five Foot Nothing: Rivalry

Photo Credit: Kirby Lee

Credit: Kirby Lee

I applied to USC during my senior year of high school.

No, really. It’s true. I didn’t tell my dad, and when the acceptance letter came and he found it before I could snatch it out of the mail, he thought I was playing a very elaborate prank on him.

“What is this?” he asked, holding up the giant envelope, the mere sight of the USC logo prompting terror-filled flashbacks of Anthony Davis dancing on his knees in the end zone and “that damn horse” galloping around the Coliseum over and over and over again.

“Well, I haven’t opened it yet, but it looks like an acceptance letter,” I said with the cheeky sort of attitude that only a 17-year-old can really pull off.

Once my dad realized I was serious, he (jokingly, I think) threatened to have me arrested for unauthorized use of my mom’s credit card to pay the USC application fee.

For a multitude of reasons, Notre Dame’s rivalry with USC never hit home with me like the Michigan one does. I think it boils down to more exposure to Michigan fans over the years. I’ve never set foot in California, let alone inside the Coliseum.

It’s not that I don’t feel the rivalry—it’s that the rivalries make me feel different things. When I think Michigan, I think hatred. When I think USC, I think…determination.

The Notre Dame-USC rivalry is about two teams that at times dominated the national college football landscape in ways that Michigan has failed to do since before World War I.  It’s a rivalry fueled by excruciating losses and exhilarating victories that spelled the difference between national championships and bridesmaid status.

The rivalry – unquestionably the greatest intersectional rivalry in college football – has its roots in a time when football was different. There was no social media, no jumbotrons, no Crazy Train. Obviously, all of those things have their places now (my job is heavily based in social media). But Notre Dame and USC was a rivalry with annual national championship implications back before it was commonplace for a Heisman trophy winner to tweet a picture of himself fanning out a handful of cash.

I know I probably sound like the oldest 22-year-old alive, but I love that Notre Dame and USC is still about respect and grit. I love that both coaches were so gracious in their postgame press conferences. No matter what each team is ranked (or isn’t), it always means something when Notre Dame and USC play. There’s a reason that the 1958 game is playing in the background of The Godfather Part II.

I’m proud of our defense this weekend. I’m proud of our team and our student body, and the way that they came together at the end of the game and started swaying arm in arm before the band even started playing the alma mater. I’m proud that Notre Dame is still a place where tradition and respect mean something. That even when your record is 5-2, playing for honor still means something.

It’s the old school way, just like Notre Dame and USC are old school.

–This content can also be found on Notre Dame’s official football blog, Strong and True.


2 thoughts on “Five Foot Nothing: Rivalry

  1. Loved your essay. My daughter did the same thing you did applying to USC. Her mother, a ’76 grad from the first women’s class, did see the logo, and tore it up in front of her with, “I trust your judgement in all things but this one: No USC, period.

    • Thanks for the sweet comment. My dad was not having the USC idea. I backtracked and said I applied to have an out of state “safety school.” So when I got into Notre Dame, he said, “I guess USC is off the table then, huh?”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s