I am 67. 2% committed to Miami and completely on-board and gung-ho through the month of October—put me on the chain gang.
After that, put me down as a “maybe.”
Last year’s 10-3 record restored near-total faith and order to a once-proud institution of high-volume, low-attendance football led by a merry mix of no-nonsense marauders.
Miami’s 10-0 start sparked an uproar that, in retrospect, could be seen for the mirage it was—a good team that got ridiculously lucky in a couple close wins that kept it in the national conversation much longer than necessary. The rest of this article is available to subscribers only – to become a subscriber click here.