There's something wonderful and comforting in having the feeling of "hate." On a cold night, hate keeps you warm. When your stomach is growling in hunger, hate satisfies your belly. When you feel lost and empty inside, hate helps you find your way and fills your soul with purpose.
That's what we get this week; hate. I love it. Regardless of your view on the Notre Dame and Michigan game as it pertains to being a rivalry or not, I think we can all agree that there is as much hate in this game as any that Notre Dame plays during the season.
The Irish look like they need a little dose of that hate to light a fire under their collective asses. It's not that they played poorly last week, but I was looking for a little more passion and gut-wrenching emotion. Obviously, that was a little difficult to manufacture when you're playing Temple, but that should come a lot easier this week...no comments