The 'Hawks smoked Louisville last night in the GMAC Bowl, 49-28. I had a feeling Louisville would be in for a long night when the announcers mentioned that they had given up 45 points to Houston. And I had a feeling I would be in for a long night when I learned that Bob Davie was in the booth. But, to my surprise, he did a pretty good job.
Ben Roethlisberger surprised no one when he announced after the game that he'll be entering the 2004 NFL Draft. The ESPN article linked to above has him as a "likely top 10 pick." Anyone who thinks he's not going to be the top pick is either really really high or knows nothing about football. He's big, strong, smart, mobile and can make all the throws. The only thing that might keep him from being the top pick is that some teams are afraid to take a QB first overall, which is incredibly stupid; simply because QBs drafted 1st overall have flopped in the past doesn't mean Roethlisberger will flop. Whoever gets him will be lucky to have him.
To close, the Miami alma mater:
Old Miami, New Miami
Original verses by A.H. Upham
Old Miami from thy hillcrest,
Thou hast watched the decades roll,
While thy sons have quested from thee,
Sturdy hearted, pure of soul.
Aging in thy simple splendor,
Thou the calm and they the storm;
Thou didst give them joy in conquest,
Strength from thee sustained their arm.
Now of late thyself envigored,
Larger usefulness awaits;
Hosts assemble for thy blessing,
Youth and maiden throng thy gate.
Thou shalt stand a constant beacon,
Crimson tow'rs against the sky;
Men shall ever seek thy guiding,
Pow'r like thine shall never die.
Chorus (between each verse and at end)
Old Miami! New Miami!
Days of old and days to be;
Weave the story of thy glory,
Our Miami, here's to thee!
Additional verses added April 1989 (solicited from alumni, students, faculty, staff):
Our Miami, alma mater,
Ages old yet ever new;
Sons and daughters from your hillcrest,
Roam the world, yet ne'er leave you.
You've embraced the generations,
Men and women, young and old,
Of all races, from all nations,
And your glory will be told.
Though the years may bring their changes,
Your bright lamp will ever burn,
Giving wisdom, truth, and knowledge
To each one who comes to learn.
Our Miami, you were founded
In our nation's early days;
Now we join with generations
In this song of love and praise.
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