yesterday I found myself, much like many other tiger fans across the nation, riding high on the news that some head-hunting was going down in tiger town and some long overdue house cleaning was being done. felt like justice… making people answer for the debauchery known as clemson football thus far. finally, things were gonna change and the tides were gonna turn, a good thing. senior qb cullen harper on the recent hiring of the new clemson head coach:
it’s what he deserved. dabo swinney is a fine man and will do an excellent job.
today, reading the newspaper I feel a sense of loss and sentiment for the past. over the last ten years clemson football went hand in hand with tommy bowden, and he represented the school well. he had solid recruiting classes that graduated students and stayed out of trouble off the field. ncaa probation was never associated with the program and his ethics were never questioned. with that we say goodbye to a man that leaves the football program in better shape than he found it, and thats what I’m struggling with. we found this posted on a board this morning and it gave me some closure on a day of change:
“and the lord showed moses the whole land, the promised land, and told him: ‘I will give this land to your descendants, and allow you to see it, but you will not be allowed to cross over into it.’ “
the comparison may be a little extreme, but there’s no denying that tommy bowden brought us to the edge of the promised land… three times in fact. but like the stiff-necked children of Israel we could never cross. we wandered in the desert, missing that one vital turn that would eventually get us where we knew we should be going. now tommy bowden will sit on his own mount nebo and watch as his own joshua leads the tribe. joshua, you may recall, did pretty well rallying the people of israel and finally moving to the promised land. but even as they celebrated and savored their new home, the children never forgot moses. sure, they cussed him for all he was worth in the desert. they bemoaned the wandering, the steady diet of manna. some even wondered if they were better off in the old days. moses got them where they were going. he built a nation from a fractured collection of families and handed them to a young leader who could take their new nation by storm. so as we celebrate the rise of dabo and resume our season with a new found glory and hope, take one last look back at mount nebo. for all our griping and grousing, for all the times we sighed on the journey, a great man watches as we march away.
now the tiger faithful get ready to start fresh… anxiety for the future and bittersweet memories of the past. go tigers!