To Whom It May Concern:
There was a time when Saturdays in the fall were greeted by men who harnessed a power that went beyond the weight room and wind sprints. Opposing teams would cringe with fear as they huddled in the tunnel, scared to death by the sight that awaited them under the golden helmets and black Adidas. For the next four hours, their names would ring out to the pleasure of 59,000 screaming fans - Zorich, Pritchett and even Donny Grimm.
These heroes had a common bond, one that I call upon Pat Kuntz and the 2008 defense to shake from the Notre Dame graves and resuscitate this 2008 - a mustache. Imagine the entire defense sporting the 'stache, lead by Kuntz's Mohawk, descending upon our opponents like the black angel of death cloaked in a handlebar mustache. Imagine the 80,000 plus in the House that Rockne Built wearing fake staches, chanting our battle cry on three and three ...Mustaches unite! Mustaches unite!
Think about it. It's about time we get back to basics.
Best,
Tom Parnell
alumnus
Class of 1997
Oct. 9
