Among the greatest travesties of this past season has been the rambutan-like Donna Shalala abandoning the Orange Bowl and moving the Miami Hurricanes to Dolphins Stadium. Sure, the Orange Bowl was an old, creaking facility that hadn't actually hosted the "Orange Bowl" since 1999, and not regularly since 1995. Yes, the control room once caught fire. It was still the OB, the lovable old deathtrap of college football. And they served beer. Recognizing the need for significant accommodations, Dolphins Stadium announced their plan for Hurricanes games to the Miami-Herald. The laundry list is far too long to share here, but rest assured it's as expansive as Canes fans could have hoped for in light of seeing their venerable stadium cast aside and demolished.
Chief among the updates are concealing the Dolphins' Ring of Fame with a removable wrap that celebrates the storied history of the U, and a continuation of the OB's alcohol policy, where fans may buy beer until the end of halftime.
Wise move, committee members. While it's neat that you're offering "more formalized player autographs than we've ever done" or whatever, you're welcoming fans who spent decades in a stadium made of concrete, Elmer's glue, exposed nails, and fear. Give them a sanitized stadium 14 miles from campus and take away their booze, and rest assured, they will not come.
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This picture has absolutely nothing to do with Miami, but looks awesome.
I'm not proud of some of the crap I've complained about to my parents; if memory serves correctly, most of revolved around video games (and lack thereof) and attendance of Jewish high holidays. But my folks had pretty normal childhoods and such and such, so you know- they rolled with it I suppose. So yeah, I wouldn't have lasted a second in 
If you wandered over to the various recruiting sites on signing day you probably noticed big banners proclaiming Alabama's return to power via the nation's 
More adventures in iffy scheduling. As for the culprit, where else but a school down south lightening the load.
Here's hoping your school isn't using whiskey as mouthwash thinking about who it woke up next to this morning
Rarely have the excesses of recruiting ever been so on display as during the recruitment of linebacker 
Time for some real talk; every now and again, after a hard day in the salt mines I catch myself with my slippers on, snifter of brandy in hand, thinking about the 2005 and 2006 Miami Hurricanes. And I just zone out on the vibes. What good times we all had! The on-field brawls, the almost on-field brawls, the rich tradition of winning the Humanitarian Bowl. And considering his impact on the 
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