"The Interview" -- Today on Katie Couric Show

If you're wondering what time the Manti Te'o interview will air on the Katie Couric Show -- in your area -- just click on the link below.  In the South Bend market the show starts at 4 PM ET.

LINK:  MANTI TE'O ON KATIE COURIC

Tim Brown & Jerry Rice -- Accusing Sabotage...

With the Super Bowl eleven days away -- the sports media got their hands on an interesting story yesterday -- not involving Manti Te'o...

Former Notre Dame All-American and Heisman Trophy winner Tim Brown and NFL Hall of Famer Jerry Rice both accused their former Oakland Raider's offensive coordinator Bill Callahan of "sabotage" -- as it relates to their offensive game plan for SUPER BOWL XXXVIII -- ten years ago.

Here's the story:

LINK:  BROWN AND RICE -- ON CALLAHAN

Katie Couric Show Releases Manti Te'o Excerpt

The Katie Couric Show wasted little time today releasing an excerpt from the interview they taped today with Manti Te'o and his parents for Thursday's show.

It's the first on-camera interview of Manti since the story broke last week.

Here's a link:

LINK:  MANTI TEO WITH KATIE COURIC

A Special Letter From One ND Dad to Another!

This past Saturday evening -- one of the all-time great baseball players and people left for Heaven...

St. Louis Cardinal's great and Hall of Famer -- Stan Musial, passed away at the age of 92.   Now, many baseball fans can recite Musial's life-time statistics -- but, many probably don't know that Stan's son, Dick Musial, is a 1962 graduate of the University of Notre Dame.

I learned yesterday from one of my colleagues at Notre Dame -- Brian Dean '87 -- that Stan Musial was his dad's boyhood idol.  Brian then shared with me a copy of a letter his dad had just forwarded him -- a letter he had written to his hero upon learning of his death...

I was so taken by the letter that I asked Brian for his dad's permission (Tom Dean pictured above), to share this letter "from one Notre Dame dad (Tom Dean) to another (Stan Musial)" on the ND GO IRISH BLOG.  As you'll see below, Tom was kind enough to allow me to publish his letter to Stan...

Enjoy!

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Subject: Say It Ain't So, Stan

C’mon now, it can’t be.  All the news stations and internet blogs are saying you died today. Say it ain’t so, Stan.  Not my boyhood hero.  Not the guy I tried to copy when I played first base for my grade school baseball team.  Every time I took the field I imagined I was wearing number 6 on the back of a scratchy woolen shirt with the StMM on the front. (That stood for St. Mary Magdalen and we didn’t have numbers.)  I was left-handed just like you, Stan, so I thought that would help me snag throws from 3rd or Short.  Of course, a lot of them just scooted on by me and I had to run red-faced to the fence by the railroad tracks to retrieve the ball then turn and try to get it back to the infield before the runner got an “insider.”  You’d never let that happen, Stan.  You could catch anything the Redbird infield threw at you.

But it was watching you at the plate that was my real inspiration.  There you’d stand, all twisted up like a watch spring ready to cut loose...your feet together at the back of the box, knees slightly bent. You held the bat back, a little high and perpendicular to the ground while you hunched forward with your eyes staring intently at the motion of the guy on the mound.  And when the ball left his hand, you’d tense a little and then uncork that stance, stepping into the pitch with your right foot as the bat came around with such speed that only slow-motion movie cameras could see it.  It was the darndest batting stance anyone had ever seen and it has never been duplicated since.  That didn’t stop me or almost any St. Louis kid who idolized you by trying to copy it in sandlot or even organized youth baseball.  Our coaches would go crazy trying to convince us that only you could hit from that position but we’d ignore them and go right on striking out time after time. How many times would I slink back to the bench, dragging the bat on the ground behind me, shaking my head and trying to figure out why it worked for you but not for me?  I remember on a couple of occasions I’d think I had it figured out.  “Oh no.  I forgot the wiggle!”  The wiggle.  That was the crowning move you’d make just before the first pitch. As the pitcher went into his wind-up, you’d wiggle your hips just a little. When asked why you did it, I remember you saying that it helped you concentrate. 

I couldn’t make it out to Sportsman’s Park very often to actually watch you play, Stan.  But when my dad or my uncle came up with tickets, I’d have trouble sleeping the night before anticipating the next day’s streetcar ride to the park, getting off at Grand and Dodier on the North Side where we’d make our way through the crowds heading for one of the entrances or to the ticket windows.  I can still hear the shouts of program vendors: “Programs! Get yur Cardinal programs here! A scorecard in every copy! Only 25 cents! Programs!”  I don’t think we ever bought one because the scorecards that were sold inside the park were only a dime.

If we got there early enough, we’d make it to our seats while you were still taking batting practice and I’d lean forward and watch you in the batting cage, trying to memorize every motion.  (“Yeah, that’s it. I’m not raising my right elbow enough.  I’ll do that at my next game and see what happens.  Hmm.  I’d better practice that home-run trot too.”) 

And those broadcasts with Harry Caray and “the Old Sarge” Gabby Street (a former catcher and Cardinals manager) are among my favorite memories of growing up in St. Louis.  Harry loved you, Stan. He used to drive listeners nuts by coming up with those “scenarios” that involved you and what you would do to change the course of a game.  They went something like this: “Cards are down a run here in the bottom of the 9th with Schoendienst leading off. If Red can get on, that’ll give Walker the chance to bunt him over so that The Man can bust one onto Grand Avenue.”  And you know what, Stan?  Harry was right a lot of the time!

I’m sitting here tonight, 66 years later, gently holding a Spalding “Official National League” baseball inscribed “To Tommy Dean, Best Wishes.” There are fading ink signatures all over it, signatures of men mostly gone ahead of you Stan.  There’s Whitey Kurowski, the third basemen who presented me with my very own Spalding first baseman’s mitt, known as “The Claw.”  It was a special gift at a 1948 night game I went to with my Uncle Vince Kerwin who’d arranged the presentation because he did Whitey’s taxes each year. Other names like Enos Slaughter, Red Schoendienst, Joe Garigiola, Howie Pollet, Marty Marion, and Harry “The Cat” Brecheen are also there.  But the only name that ever meant anything to me is right above “Country” Slaughter’s.  Your signature was as unique as your batting stance and it’s the one I’ve been showing to friends and family since the day I got if from, yes, Uncle Vince. It isn’t dated but I think it's from the ‘47 or ‘48 team.

When my wife, Marge, and I lived in St. Louis in 1963, I was shocked to learn that she didn’t know much about baseball. So on our 2nd wedding anniversary, I took her to your restaurant, Musial and Biggies, on Oakland Avenue.  After dinner, we headed for the ballpark where the Cards were playing the Giants.  Juan Marichal was on the mound for San Francisco and I think you guys beat him that night.  Being there seemed to light a spark in Marge because from then on, she became an avid Cardinal fan with special attention being paid to you for being a legend and to Tim McCarver whom she thought was “cute.”  One day, Marge came home from the beauty parlor and proudly announced that she had sat under a hair dryer right next to your wife, Lillian. We also would see you and her together at Sunday mass at St. Gabriel’s church and would get a kick out of watching visiting congregants who’d suddenly recognize you when you’d return to the pew after Holy Communion.   

Also on the desk in front of me is a St. Louis Cardinals scorecard dated September 29, 1963. Marge found it recently in a stack of old papers so I put it in special envelope along with a color photo of you that was given out that day.  I’m sure you’ve remembered that date right up to today, Stan.  It was your last game and I’d somehow finagled a couple of tickets. It was a Sunday afternoon game and we knew that traffic and parking would be a huge problem so we took the bus.  On the way there, I bored Marge to death talking about those streetcar rides (they tore up the tracks in the 50s) but when we arrived at the park, she got into the swing of things experiencing the still-there program vendors and the smell of hot dogs and beer.

Our seats were left field, upper deck – a long way away but the important thing to us was, we were there. We were going to see baseball history unfold in front of our very eyes that day. The Reds were in town and when the line-ups were announced over the PA, the mention of your name as the starting left fielder triggered a roar that seemed to last a very long time. Your teammates that day included Curt Flood, Julian Javier, Ken Boyer, Bill White, and on the mound, a guy named Bob Gibson. The Reds roster was no walk in the park either.  Pete Rose was at second and hit leadoff. Vada Pinson played Center. In left field was Frank Robinson, while Leo Cardenas was the short stop.

Marge had learned how to keep score – probably from her mother, Marjorie – and according to the notations she made on the card that day, you went two-for-three which, according to Google, was exactly the same result you had on your first day with the Cardinals in 1942. In the seventh inning, manager Johnny Keane pulled you from the game.  I’m sure it was a plan pre-approved by you but to those of us in the stands, it was punch in the gut and we all let Johnny know how we felt about it with several minutes of standing boos and catcalls.  A woman next to me was crying and pounding me on the arm yelling, “Why are they taking him out?  Why? Why?!!”  That arm was sore for days.  But in the end, we all knew it was over.  Marge apparently knew it too because there’s no more scoring on the card from the bottom of the 7th on. I have no idea what the final score was.

At the end of the game, there was a ceremony at home plate with all your teammates, family, friends, Cardinal executives, and Hall of Fame guests surrounding you. None of the Cincinnati players went to their clubhouse but stood and watched respectfully from the visitors’ dugout. Harry Caray came down from the broadcast booth to emcee the event.  The team gave you a ring that Harry described as a black precious stone imbedded with diamonds in the shape of the number 6.  You gave a nice speech, thanking everyone, especially we St. Louis fans.  That brought us to our feet and the cheers could be heard for miles around old Sportsman’s Park.  I don’t think I cried but I’m pretty sure there was a lump in my throat all the way home.

Over the years, I’d see pictures of you at Cooperstown installations, at Cardinal World Series games, and other baseball events. The last time I saw you was about a year ago when you received the Medal of Freedom from President Obama in the White House.  You looked pretty frail, Stan, and it hurt to see that you needed assistance in standing for the presentation.  But you made it to 92 and that’s probably par for the course for tough Pennsylvania Polish guys like you.  So I’m going to say a prayer before bed tonight, asking God to fold you into His loving arms and asking you to look back and pray for people like Marge and me whom you left behind...grieving our loss but smiling at the memories you gave us.

Oh, and when the angels ask you to show them how you did it, don’t forget the wiggle.

Tom Dean

San Diego

Notre Dame Football's -- Work in the Bend...

The University of Notre Dame's Center for Social Concerns just produced a video that showcases the work our Fightin' Irish football team did in the South Bend community this past year.  Enjoy!

LINK:  GIVING BACK

Manti's Mormon Bishop -- Goes on the Record

Jim Carrier, a Mormon bishop here in the South Bend area -- and Manti's spiritual adviser -- spoke yesterday with the South Bend Tribune's Eric Hansen.  Here's the story:

LINK:  MANTI'S LDS BISHOP

Fighting Irish Xtra -- You Should Check It Out

The gang at Fighting Irish Digital Media produced an edition of "Fighting Irish Xtra" -- which covers the "Olympic sports" at the University of Notre Dame...

LINK:  FIGHTING IRISH XTRA

DeBartolo's Celebrate Another Super Bowl Trip

It was a Notre Dame Family reunion today, inside the San Franciso 49ers locker room, at the NFC Championship game...

Jed York '03, his mother Denise (Saint Mary's College '72) and dad John York '71 -- received the championship trophy for the National Football Conference from "uncle and brother" Eddie DeBartolo, Jr. '68.  See the video linked below.

The DeBartolo family has owned the 49er's since 1977...

LINK:  TROPHY PRESENTATION

Manti & Parents Give Katie Couric Exclusive

It was announced this afternoon that Katie Couric has landed an "on-camera" interview with Manti Te'o and his parents this week -- that will air on her show Thursday.

ABC will play some excerpts of the Manti interview on their Good Morning America and other ABC programming in advance of Katie's show. 

LINK:  MANTI AND FAMILY WITH KATIE COURIC

Detroit Free Press' Mitch Albom on Manti Te'o

I have known Mitch Albom for the better part of twenty-five years -- ever since he shared a house with my brother Jay and friend Ken Droz.  However, our paths haven't crossed in the past few years...

Yet, I find myself wanting to track Mitch down today to say THANK YOU -- and I will.

He wrote a column in today's Detroit Free Press on Manti Te'o's situation -- that I believe speaks quite appropriately to the media's reaction this week to the hoax: "Who did Manti hurt...?"

LINK:  MITCH ALBOM COLUMN

Muffet's #2 IRISH on ESPNU at Noon ET Today!

If you're looking for something to keep you occupied before today's NFL football games -- you just might to tune-in to ESPNU at noon today to watch the #2 ranked women's basketball team at Notre Dame.

The IRISH will be taking on St. John's in this nationally televised game.  Here's a link to the game story:

LINK:  WATCH NOTRE DAME AT NOON TODAY!

Dayne Crist '12 Named MVP of All-Star Game

Former Notre Dame QB Dayne Crist '12, played in the NFLPA Collegiate Bowl yesterday afternoon in Carson, Ca -- and was named the game's MVP!   Crist, who graduated from Notre Dame in 2012 -- before enrolling at Kansas to play this past season for the Jayhawks -- threw for one TD and ran for another. 

Here's the story:

LINK:  CRIST IS MVP

The Media's Reaction to Manti Teo's Interview

Took my typical lap around the worldwide web this morning to see if the media has changed its tune on the hoax of Manti Te'o story.  You can judge for yourself:

LINK:  NEW YORK DAILY NEWS

LINK:  NEW YORK POST

LINK:  YAHOO SPORTS

LINK:  CNN

LINK:  SOUTH BEND TRIBUNE

LINK:  ESPN NOTRE DAME BLOG

LINK:  HONOLULU CIVIL BEAT

LINK:  HONOLULU STAR ADVERTISER

Notre Dame Has Two Venues in the Top Twenty

Stadium Journey Magazine just released their 2nd annual list of the Top 101 Stadium Experiences (professional, minor leagues and colleges) for 2012 -- and only four college venues were ranked in the top twenty and TWO of them are on the NOTRE DAME CAMPUS!


Coming in at #3, as the highest rated college sports venue in America is the COMPTON FAMILY ICE ARENA!  At #20 is NOTRE DAME STADIUM.  Click on the link below for the rankings.

Stadium Journey utilizes its FANFARE scale for ranking the stadiums on its website and for the purposes of creating this list. The scale takes into account the food & beverage at the stadium, overall atmosphere, the neighborhood in which it resides, the fans, access outside and inside the stadium, return on investment, and allows for room for "bonus points" for unique features.

LINK:  TOP STADIUM EXPERIENCES

Top Ten University for Undergraduate Education

The University of Notre Dame was recently ranked #8 in the country by U.S. News & World Report in their rankings of undergraduate teaching methodology.  Here's the rankings:

LINK:  TOP TEN SCHOOLS

In His Own Words -- Manti Te'o Talks...

Notre Dame All-American linebacker Manti Te'o met with ESPN's Jeremy Schaap last night for two and a half hours to tell his story.  He would not agree to do this interview on camera.

LINK:  SCHAAP NARRATIVE

LINK:  TRANSCRIPT

New Jersey's Governor Christie at Notre Dame

This photo was taken today of New Jersey Governor Chris Christie visiting the Notre Dame women's basketball practice.   He's in town for tomorrow night's game between Rutgers and the IRISH - where the University of Notre Dame will be presenting a check to Governor Christie to assist families in New Jersey impacted by Hurricane Sandy.

A Woman Comes Forward to Defend Manti Te'o

ESPN's Shelley Smith just broke this story in the past hour -- that there were three people involved in the hoax played on Manti Te'o.   And, the informant (who did not want to be identified) said "Manti had no knowledge this was a hoax..."

 You'll want to see watch this:

LINK:  LATEST INFORMATION ON HOAX

Manti's Uncle Defends His Nephew

It's been almost thirty hours since the story broke that Manti Te'o's girlfriend did not exist -- that a cruel hoax had been played on the Notre Dame All-American..

This afternoon -- an Uncle of Manti's granted a radio interview -- you'll find this quite enlightening:

LINK:  MANTI TE'O'S UNCLE -- RADIO INTERVIEW

Notre Dame News Conference -- Manti Te'o

The University of Notre Dame's Athletic Director Jack Swarbrick addressed the media this evening over the Manti Te'o situation. 

LINK:  NOTRE DAME PRESS CONFERENCE 

LINK:  MANTI TE'O -- OFFICIAL STATEMENT