Not the Ty Willingham era green, though. Darker than that, more like a forest green. I forgot all about the unveiling, but Rakes of Mallow has pictures, cribbed from the Bookstore website.
Drive-By, this is not entirely true. There are two “acceptable” versions of Hike Notre Dame lyrics. I originally learned the song as “chanting her golden name,” which appears to be the verse as originally written by Casasanta, but I have been unable to find this. At an unknown time, “glorious” was substituted for “golden.” I was unable in my search to determine when this change was made; however, if you google both, there are websites with both versions.
Hm…after seeing the shirts today, I take it back. They aren’t so bad. The leprachuan is sparkley which is pretty cool, actually. And Go Irish, do I know you? Because clearly you don’t know me. I don’t hate Notre Dame. I don’t even hate Notre Dame football. Go be an ass somewhere else.
No, there’s a big difference between not particularly liking South Bend and hating Notre Dame. I tell Brendan all the time that I bet South Bend wouldn’t seem nearly as lame if I was actually a student at Notre Dame because a) I like being a student and b) Notre Dame seems like a pretty cool place to be a student…though not necessarily as cool as USC or ASU to me but then again, I was a student at both of those places, not an outsider forming an impression of what being a student would be like. There’s a whole lot more to Notre Dame than the football team and as previously stated, I don’t even hate the football team. I might have a tiny soft spot for Jeff Samardzija.
Wobbly, do you ever get tired of telling other people what they think? I imagine that must work really well in your personal life.
Boo hoo, cry me a river Wobbly, you are a bigger ass than i ever thought before. Believe me, as someone who knows her, Becky is honest, brutally so sometimes. If she hated Notre Dame you can bet she would have no problem admitting it.
You do have a whining tone, and if i didn’t like Becky why would i defend her? As for currying favor with Brendan, um why would i need to curry favor with my friend? You really are a moron.
Wobbly, this would seem to be another example of you “tell[ing] people what they think,” which you earlier claimed that you “generally don’t” do. Hmm.
Anyway, I continue to be eternally fascinated by the degree to which you and your brigade of fellow Becky-haters think you have such a clear and accurate impression of her character and personality, not to mention her innermost thoughts and beliefs, on the basis of… scattered miscellaneous stuff she’s written on the Internet. To the point that, when people who actually know Becky point out how wrong your assumptions are, you dismiss them out of hand as biased, apparently not pausing to consider the other obvious possible explanation, namely, that they know what the f**k they’re talking about and you don’t.
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April 20th, 2007 at 8:00:43 pm
Unremarkable, but uncontrovertial. I think I like it.
April 20th, 2007 at 8:17:00 pm
Me rikey.
April 20th, 2007 at 8:24:38 pm
I am so glad I don’t have to buy that ugly thing.
April 20th, 2007 at 8:27:06 pm
Say, that looks a lot like Spartan Green . . .
April 20th, 2007 at 9:05:44 pm
For the record, “Spartan Green” is Hex 006633, while The Shirt’s color is more like Hex 364D3D.
April 20th, 2007 at 9:17:37 pm
Looks good, but not forest green, too yellow/grey for a forest green.
April 20th, 2007 at 11:16:19 pm
Becky,I bet the shirt is glad too.
April 20th, 2007 at 11:34:06 pm
They screwed up the song “Hike, Notre Dame”.
April 20th, 2007 at 11:43:51 pm
it’s pretty. =)
April 21st, 2007 at 3:19:59 am
Mmm. Drunk. Back from Corbys. Not my fault anonymouis commenters are retards and don’t appreciate inherent beauty of boobies. Mmm. Boobies.
April 21st, 2007 at 7:50:40 am
Drive-By, this is not entirely true. There are two “acceptable” versions of Hike Notre Dame lyrics. I originally learned the song as “chanting her golden name,” which appears to be the verse as originally written by Casasanta, but I have been unable to find this. At an unknown time, “glorious” was substituted for “golden.” I was unable in my search to determine when this change was made; however, if you google both, there are websites with both versions.
April 21st, 2007 at 10:09:39 am
Why did you buy the shirt before, Becky? You hate Notre Dame and most everything associated with the football team. Just to fit in?
April 21st, 2007 at 12:02:10 pm
bloy. 4-7 sees straight into the implication from your drunken comment. Please stop making 4-7 jealous that he doesn’t have a 4-8 to come home to.
April 21st, 2007 at 12:55:43 pm
Hm…after seeing the shirts today, I take it back. They aren’t so bad. The leprachuan is sparkley which is pretty cool, actually. And Go Irish, do I know you? Because clearly you don’t know me. I don’t hate Notre Dame. I don’t even hate Notre Dame football. Go be an ass somewhere else.
April 21st, 2007 at 2:30:33 pm
sparkels ?! now I’m even more excited. (but mine are on backorder : ( )
April 21st, 2007 at 2:36:16 pm
Beckles, you do hate Notre Dame. Let’s wait until you actually leave to get revisionist on us.
April 21st, 2007 at 3:10:50 pm
No, there’s a big difference between not particularly liking South Bend and hating Notre Dame. I tell Brendan all the time that I bet South Bend wouldn’t seem nearly as lame if I was actually a student at Notre Dame because a) I like being a student and b) Notre Dame seems like a pretty cool place to be a student…though not necessarily as cool as USC or ASU to me but then again, I was a student at both of those places, not an outsider forming an impression of what being a student would be like. There’s a whole lot more to Notre Dame than the football team and as previously stated, I don’t even hate the football team. I might have a tiny soft spot for Jeff Samardzija.
Wobbly, do you ever get tired of telling other people what they think? I imagine that must work really well in your personal life.
April 21st, 2007 at 3:20:46 pm
My drunken comment is awesome. Heh. Alcohol = yummy.
April 21st, 2007 at 3:37:38 pm
And surprisingly well typed for a drunkard ;-)
April 21st, 2007 at 6:01:37 pm
Beckles,
To answer your question, I generally don’t tell people what they think. But then again, I don’t meet many people as dishonest as you, either.
April 21st, 2007 at 7:50:55 pm
Boo hoo, cry me a river Wobbly, you are a bigger ass than i ever thought before. Believe me, as someone who knows her, Becky is honest, brutally so sometimes. If she hated Notre Dame you can bet she would have no problem admitting it.
April 21st, 2007 at 8:12:04 pm
Aw, thanks David.
April 21st, 2007 at 8:21:50 pm
Did I have a crying tone, fatass? Quit trying to curry favor with the webmaster by defending someone you don’t even like.
April 21st, 2007 at 9:02:57 pm
NDLauren,
Interesting. Thanks for the info.
April 21st, 2007 at 9:38:03 pm
You do have a whining tone, and if i didn’t like Becky why would i defend her? As for currying favor with Brendan, um why would i need to curry favor with my friend? You really are a moron.
April 21st, 2007 at 9:53:26 pm
I heard rloy started the fire in Hesburgh cause she heard Charlie Weis was in the reading room.
j/k
April 21st, 2007 at 10:16:29 pm
…defending someone you don’t even like.
Wobbly, this would seem to be another example of you “tell[ing] people what they think,” which you earlier claimed that you “generally don’t” do. Hmm.
Anyway, I continue to be eternally fascinated by the degree to which you and your brigade of fellow Becky-haters think you have such a clear and accurate impression of her character and personality, not to mention her innermost thoughts and beliefs, on the basis of… scattered miscellaneous stuff she’s written on the Internet. To the point that, when people who actually know Becky point out how wrong your assumptions are, you dismiss them out of hand as biased, apparently not pausing to consider the other obvious possible explanation, namely, that they know what the f**k they’re talking about and you don’t.