Randy, please don’t tear down your sand castles. Remember Jimmy, Randy. Remember Jimmy.

As usual with all this fantastic documentary footage, hit to Rak on tur.

The very under appreciated columnist Dan Le Batard has unearthed himself from his radio show and PTI backup duties to give us a gem of an article on the public perception state of the Miami program. If you enjoy anything regarding the Hurricanes, it’s worth a read.

I love Le Batard’s work; radio, televsion, and columns. When he fills in for Wilbon and becomes the comedy foil for Kornheiser, I can’t get enough of the “Bam!” There is something to be said for the guy who knows his job is to be made fun of and be hated by the public, yet still nails it every time.

Now onto some new anecdotes of those brash and cocky teams:

• Before a game against Florida State, defensive tackle Cortez Kennedy had to be restrained because he thought it would be funny to punch Renegade, the Seminole horse.
• UM safety Charles Pharms — who wore all black on game days because he was in mourning for the opponent, his T-shirt reading, “Shut up, bitch!” — was so unintimidated by the caged tiger placed outside the UM locker room at a drunk and roaring Louisiana State that he stuck his arm inside the bars and sang “Coochie-coo!” before trampling that tiger’s team by a score of 44-3.
• Notre Dame’s Tim Brown admits now, all these years later, that the only time he was ever terrified playing football was against Miami — not because of the Orange Bowl noise or even the Hurricane talent but because of what he feared Miami’s players might do to him in the parking lot after the game.

Have to say I love the Tim Brown admission the most. It should be noted that Ed Reed and Andre Johnson were not fans of that previous teams’ behavior. No one’s gospel means more than number 2-0.

It’s fun to think about it now, 20 years later, and laugh at all the things these players used to do. But, yeah, I think I would be slightly embarrassed, or at a loss for words, when trying to explain these antics to opposing fans. You can’t. For the record, I don’t care how you win. In college you can use the Spread, Wing-T, or A-11 for all I care. You can be brash, cocky, or throw for a touchdown when your rival tries to antagonize you with a meaningless timeout. That said, it will always be more satisfying to win when you do it without the “antics,” as Randy Shannon called his teams of yesteryear.