Domer Jackson "Going Back Home -- Again!"

Loved seeing this story about former Notre Dame hoops star Tory Jackson...

LINK:  HOME AGAIN IN SAGINAW

Domer Turner Interviewed by ESPN's Greeny

Pat Connaughton Interviewed by J.J. Reddick

The New Home for Holy Cross at Notre Dame

The members of the Holy Cross Congregation will be moving into their new home -- next month...

Just click on the images above to enlarge -- they are pano shots

A Look Back at our Last National Championship

In football that is...

The New View of Notre Dame from Eddy Street

 

I live a block off of Eddy Street -- so for the better part of the last two-three years, we've seen the "back side" of all of the construction...

The top photo is the view from just "north" of the new Robinson Center -- back up Eddy Street towards the Notre Dame campus.

The bottom photo is the view from the same spot on Eddy Street (now looking east) towards our Triangle Neighborhood.

This image is from the corner -- right across the street from Brother's Bar & Grill -- looking south down the new development on Eddy Street...

 

These two photos are new additions to the Eddy Street Development -- the top photo is a park area, right across the street from Brother's Bar & Grill (looking south).  The bottom photo is of a Dog Park that is being constructed just down the block from Brother's -- down Napolean Street at the corner of Georgiana Street.

Just click on the images above to enlarge.

Reds Draft Notre Dame PItcher in 5th Round

His name is Joe Boyle and he's a 6'-7" reliever, who gets it to the plate in a hurry...

Boyle is the 120th baseball player in Notre Dame history to be taken in the Major League Baseball Draft.

It will be interesting to see if Boyle returns for his senior season with the Fighting Irish -- or, signs a contract with the Cincinnati Reds.

LINK:  SPORTS ILLUSTRATED

In-Person Classes -- Just 59 Days Away!

Notre Dame's Fall Semester begins on August 10th -- just 59 days from today!

THE FIGHT VAULT: Theismann & Heisman

Brian Kelly Presser With Beat Reporters...

NBC's Mike Tirico Interviews Brian Kelly

Brian Kelly's Interview w/ Scott Van Pelt

Packers' GM States ND vs. WIS at Lambeau...

Is still on -- despite reports in the past week to the contrary...

LINK:  STORY

OT: Purdue Announces Football Capacity...

It looks like they will limit their crowd to approximately 15,000 per game...

LINK:  STORY

Marcus Cole Is My Friend -- Please Read This

 

The University of Notre Dame appointed Marcus Cole as the Dean of its Law School this past July 1st. 

I will tell you this about my friend Marcus -- he's twice the human being that I will ever be.  This is a very special person -- who arrived at Notre Dame at the perfect time to address a moment like this.

I hope you'll have the honor of crossing his path someday...

Please read this essay that Marcus shared with the Notre Dame Law School faculty.

I am George Floyd. Except, I can breathe. And I can do something.
by G. Marcus Cole

Over the past several days, I have received numerous messages of care and support from friends, neighbors, and acquaintances, each of whom simply wanted to express their concern for how I might be feeling in the wake of the murder of George Floyd. For many, I am perhaps one of the only African-American men in their social or business circles. Others, especially those who know me well, are cognizant of my own personal experiences with racial violence. Their expressions of love and support are rooted in the fact that the circumstances surrounding the deaths of George Floyd and Ahmaud Arbery are strikingly similar to my own accounts of an attack on my father over fifty years ago, one I witnessed as a little boy. What my friends may not know, but surely suspect, is that each report of racial violence at the hands of a police officer or group of men brings to the surface the vivid memories of that terrible night.

On a hot summer Friday evening, my little sister asked my parents for strawberries. We lived in a predominantly Orthodox Jewish neighborhood in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and so all of the stores were closed. But my sister wanted strawberries, and my father wanted to get them for her. So, he loaded me, my sister, and my baby brother into the back seat of our car, and drove to another neighborhood to get strawberries. As we returned home, my father noticed that we were being followed by another car. Suddenly, that other car swerved in front of us and stopped, forcing our car to halt at the curb. In an instant, three white men, all in their twenties, jumped out of their car and rushed to ours. They dragged my father out of the car, and began to beat him with tire irons, a crow bar, and a baseball bat. They did this in full view of his three little children. When neighbors came out, the three men jumped back into their car and sped off, leaving my father for dead on the hood of our car. I can still see his hand reaching for me against the windshield covered with his blood.

While my father survived that night, he lived the rest of his life with a surgically reconstructed eye socket, complete with a plate in his face that set off metal detectors. But his were not the only scars that those men left. If it were not for our neighbors, I often wonder whether my little sister, baby brother and I would have survived that night. I often think about my failure to remember the license plate number when asked by the police. And while I can still see the taillights of the car through that bloody windshield, I know that those men will never have to answer for what they did to us. At least not in this life.

It would be one thing if I could have been assured then, or even now, that such a thing could never happen again. My own experience proves that it can.

As an African-American man, I have had the experience of being pulled over by a police officer, with no apparent or expressed reason for the stop. I have been berated and verbally abused, without receiving a ticket or a warning. The most scarring of these events occurred in front of my two little boys, who are now grown, African-American men themselves. The police officer was intent on nothing more than humiliating and emasculating me in front of my small children, hoping to provoke me to respond. At that moment, I remember thinking that the most important thing I could do for my sons was to survive the encounter. Still, I have often thought about what lasting scars may have cut into their psyche by watching what that officer did to me that night. I often wonder what my sons think of me, as a man, and as their protector, knowing that I could not fight back.

Yes, I am alive, and George Floyd is dead. I can breathe; he cannot. But just because a police officer did not murder me or my children does not mean that he did not harm us.

Like many African-American men, my experiences are far too common. While they have never left me, these memories are all too frequently brought back to the surface by watching the videos that have become routine on American televisions and mobile telephones. The callous murders of unarmed men like Ahmaud Arbery and George Floyd are real for me. That could have been my father. That could have been me. That could be either one of my sons. And in a very real sense, like many other African-American men, I am George Floyd. Except, I can breathe. And I can do something. I must do something.

While my education and position do not grant me immunity from racial violence, they do place me in a position to do something about it.  

I am a lawyer, a law professor, and Dean of one of the nation’s leading law schools. As the Dean of Notre Dame Law School, I have a special allegiance to the legacy of Father Theodore Hesburgh. In addition to his role as the longtime President of the University of Notre Dame, Father Hesburgh was the Chair of the United States Commission on Civil Rights. When his stance for social justice caused President Richard Nixon to demand his resignation from the Commission, Father Hesburgh continued his efforts by founding the Center for Civil Rights at Notre Dame Law School. Early in its existence, the Center broadened its advocacy to International Human Rights. Today, Notre Dame Law School equips lawyers from all around the world with the training and tools they need to fight for human rights. The murder of George Floyd has shown us that we must also cast our gaze closer to home.

It is urgent that we recognize that human rights are under threat all around the world, including here in the United States. This reality must be acknowledged, and addressed. To do so, I want to restore Father Hesburgh’s original vision for Notre Dame Law School by taking three steps.

First, I will work with my faculty colleagues at Notre Dame to restore Father Hesburgh’s vision for our Master of Laws in Human Rights. This program will continue to train lawyers from around the world, and also lawyers interested in advancing the fight for human rights here in the United States. We will fully fund students selected to train at Notre Dame Law School for a career defending civil and human rights in the United States, in the same way that we do for those training to defend human rights in other countries.

Second, I will work with Notre Dame faculty, alumni, and benefactors to fully fund fellowships for, and actively recruit, exceptional applicants for our Juris Doctor program committed to the cause of civil rights. Our goal will be to provide Notre Dame lawyers for every community in this country to stand vigilant against violations of civil and human rights, wherever those threats might arise.

Third, I will ask the Notre Dame Law School faculty to establish a new Exoneration Law Clinic, aimed at releasing from the criminal justice system those who are victims of prosecutorial or police misconduct. We will return fathers and mothers to their sons and daughters, particularly when their only “crime” was to be born the wrong color.
These are things that I, in my position, can do. But it is not enough. I cannot do this alone. Each of us must do what we can, wherever we are.

One thing that each and every one of us can do is to end the cycle of hate by ending the separation that leads to it. This racial separation and violence will not end until we stop waiting for African-Americans to enter our circles. Each of us needs to get to know people who differ from us. We must all make a conscious decision and effort to expand our circles.

The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke in King Chapel at Cornell College, Mount Vernon, Iowa, on Oct. 15, 1962.  He said, I am convinced that men hate each other because they fear each other. They fear each other because they don’t know each other, and they don’t know each other because they don’t communicate with each other, and they don’t communicate with each other because they are separated from each other.  

Each one of us can choose to finally end hate, by ending this separation. We must do something. This is something each one of us can do.  

I am committed to doing three things to change this world for the better. Please join me. What three things can you do to make this world a better place? How can I help you?

Ian Book -- Athlon Sports Magazine's Cover!

This is why you play QB for Notre Dame -- you excel and you're on the cover of magazines on newsstands in college towns like Columbus, OH...

Thanks to Jerry Kennedy (Columbus, OH) for sharing this photo...

THE FIGHT: A Love Song to Ireland

Arike Was a Guest on Golic & Wingo Yesterday

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Notre Dame to Play First Ever Game Here!

Here's a link to today's announcement on Notre Dame's game vs. the Naval Academy.  This will be the first time a Notre Dame football team will play a game in Annapolis, MD.

LINK:  ANNOUNCEMENT

LINK:  INFO ON STADIUM

Domer Kevin Warren Talks Big Ten Football

The Notre Dame Law School alum is in his first year as Commissioner of the Big Ten Conference...