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		<title>I, on the Irish (Blog for the Holidays)</title>
		<description>The Irish getting their teeth kicked in two days after Thanksgiving in Los Angeles is becoming a bit of a holiday season tradition. At least in the even-numbered years. And in spite of the heartbreaking loss in South Bend in '05—where NBC showed Matt Leinart praying on the sideline and ...</description>
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		<title>I, on the Irish (Beware a dozen days after the Ides of November*)</title>
		<description>In less than a month’s time, Notre Dame laid waste to the Army, Navy, Air Force, and have tried to schedule the Marines for next year. That soft November, complete with a helping of Carolina Tar Heels thrown in for good measure, could prove to be like the feast of ...</description>
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		<title>High on the Irish (Waiting for the Drugs to Kick In)</title>
		<description>For the good doctor, God rest him, it would have been a mild-mannered Saturday for the Air Force veteran somewhere in the high altitude of Colorado. But since I rarely smoke dope these days, I was prepared for a bit of a misadventure. With a few friends gathered in my ...</description>
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		<title>I, on the Irish (Tarred and Feathered, while Jesus Braved the Weather)</title>
		<description>Within the Bottom 25 tour of their lopsided schedule, the Irish smeared the North Carolina Tar Heels (45-26) last Saturday, but this wasn’t your father’s old-fashioned butt kicking (I’m assuming your father bloodied you). Though I was sort of hoping it would be. I wanted to see a smothering defense ...</description>
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		<title>I, on the Irish (Shiraz in the Hands of a Drunken God)</title>
		<description>Even the best-laid plans of bloggers and breakfast clubbers often go awry. Weary as I was from Friday’s festivities, I still dragged my carcass out from under a cave of blankets to join nieces and siblings for an early morning drinking opportunity before the Purdue-Penn State game. I fully planned ...</description>
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		<title>I, on the Irish</title>
		<description>Okay, maybe it was only my sister Kathleen that missed her baby brother’s blog, but I must admit: I kinda miss cranking it out. My short-lived, semi-professional football existence came to a crashing end (albeit one I’m rather thankful for) early this month. And that pretty much broke this blog’s ...</description>
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		<title>The Longest Blog</title>
		<description>Our long season came to a dismal final end on Saturday with a 14-3 loss to the Michiana Titans. Disappointing to say the least, especially given the fact that we’d beaten this team 31-0 in the season opener. But with turnabout being fair play and our turnovers falling in abundance ...</description>
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		<title>Bill&#8217;s Song</title>
		<description>We watched film last night at Coach Dion Price’s place of our final regular-season game: a nail-biter in which the Lions fell less than a foot short of tying the game with a field goal as time expired. And with the clock stoppage, the expiration of our season in a ...</description>
		<link>http://sportliterate.org/blog1/archives/30</link>
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		<title>Winning Streaks, Getaways, and a Dog Gone to Jesus</title>
		<description>I’ve been away from the blog. My apologies to those of you who set your clock by it. I decided I needed to get away from my suck-ass job, so I spent two weeks in Florida working on my beer gut and sand angels. I may have gained eight pounds ...</description>
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		<title>Marky Mark: Mediocrity in Slow Motion</title>
		<description>Seeking any inspiration beyond anabolic steroids, I went to the opening of “Invincible” last night. I had heard it was Mark Wahlberg’s best work since the Funky Bunch, and the true story of a bartender turned special teamer for the Philadelphia Eagles in some ways mirrors my own little foray ...</description>
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