In simplest terms, we should embrace the Northwestern Dark Ages because they are behind us.
And we survived. Now we are set to thrive.
Like the Phoenix, Northwestern football rose from the ashes. The program has been resurrected from the detritus of an inferno fueled by the myopic neglect of institutional leaders, the departure of talented coaches, the ignominy of a record losing streak, the sting of heartbreaking losses, humiliating blowouts, and national media scorn.
The nerds can play. High quality college football is available at Northwestern University.
It has been for awhile.
It has been over twenty years since our magical Rose Bowl run. Another conference championship followed. Then a string of bowl appearances. Then some bowl wins. And a record-setting running back.
But more important than results on the field are actions off the field. In stark contrast to the Dark Ages, our AD is a highly visible presence. The President is too. But the most visible evidence that the Dark Ages have ended? Go to the north lakefront. Take a look inside W-R arena. The lack of commitment that defined the Dark Ages is as illusory as a Trump tweet.
There is a new covenant between football and the institution at Northwestern.
But we fans should not try to dissolve the memory of the Dark Ages. Great people and institutions in this world have often been defined by struggle, and often, resurrection. Northwestern football may have been reduced to a grotesque comedy in the eyes of many, but its spirit was kept alive by many players, coaches, and fans who simply refused to quit. It would be an insult to their legacy for us, in our reborn state, to forget those who held up a weak sputtering flame to combat the Darkness.
You can overcome your past. You can reconcile it. You can deny it. But whatever journey you took to arrive at where you are today cannot be altered. It is part of your essence. Embrace it.
The Dark Ages are unique to Northwestern football. Without darkness, there cannot be light. And light can illuminate only darkness. Welcome to the light.
And we survived. Now we are set to thrive.
Like the Phoenix, Northwestern football rose from the ashes. The program has been resurrected from the detritus of an inferno fueled by the myopic neglect of institutional leaders, the departure of talented coaches, the ignominy of a record losing streak, the sting of heartbreaking losses, humiliating blowouts, and national media scorn.
The nerds can play. High quality college football is available at Northwestern University.
It has been for awhile.
It has been over twenty years since our magical Rose Bowl run. Another conference championship followed. Then a string of bowl appearances. Then some bowl wins. And a record-setting running back.
But more important than results on the field are actions off the field. In stark contrast to the Dark Ages, our AD is a highly visible presence. The President is too. But the most visible evidence that the Dark Ages have ended? Go to the north lakefront. Take a look inside W-R arena. The lack of commitment that defined the Dark Ages is as illusory as a Trump tweet.
There is a new covenant between football and the institution at Northwestern.
But we fans should not try to dissolve the memory of the Dark Ages. Great people and institutions in this world have often been defined by struggle, and often, resurrection. Northwestern football may have been reduced to a grotesque comedy in the eyes of many, but its spirit was kept alive by many players, coaches, and fans who simply refused to quit. It would be an insult to their legacy for us, in our reborn state, to forget those who held up a weak sputtering flame to combat the Darkness.
You can overcome your past. You can reconcile it. You can deny it. But whatever journey you took to arrive at where you are today cannot be altered. It is part of your essence. Embrace it.
The Dark Ages are unique to Northwestern football. Without darkness, there cannot be light. And light can illuminate only darkness. Welcome to the light.
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