To Saturday versus Saturday September 2, 1995, when we lost the home opener to Northwestern, were in stark contrast.
Some of it is age and maturity. But I didn't have the complete and utter despair that I had the night of 9/2/1995.
It really is sad. It's sad that the last time we were close to greatness, was on a cold Dallas night in January 1994. People born after that game, will be freshman this year and next. They will have lived their whole lifes not knowing a Notre Dame team that competed for a national title.
But I still get mad, and upset. But not like I used to get. Perhaps it's age and maturity. I fear that it's acceptance and moving on.