Saturday, September 3
I don't understand football, but I hope we win
On the eve of the first football game of the pontificate of Charlie Weis, a chorus of the greatest college fight song ever written:
Cheer, cheer for Old Notre Dame
Wake up the echoes cheering Her name,
Send the volley, cheer on high,
Shake down the thunder from the sky,
What tho' the odds be great or small
Old Notre Dame will win over all,
While her loyal sons are marching
Onward to Victory.
Cheer, cheer for Old Notre Dame
Wake up the echoes cheering Her name,
Send the volley, cheer on high,
Shake down the thunder from the sky,
What tho' the odds be great or small
Old Notre Dame will win over all,
While her loyal sons are marching
Onward to Victory.
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