Welcome back Miami. We missed you

We thought they were gone. We thought they were just a memory. But in a flash we saw them return, and in style. Just when you think the good old days of the Miami Hurricanes were over, they reared their ugly ahead again.

You never want to excuse any team for the kind of action which occurred between Florida International and Miami.

Actually, to put Miami in the same sentence with words like atrocious, reprehensible and inexcusable, well, that's almost redundant. I figure I'd use another word to describe what transpired on Saturday night:


For all the hoopla around head coach Larry Coker for being that class act Miami sorely needed this version of the Canes is a carbon copy of the Miami of old. The on-the-field-malcontent-laden-trash-talking-punks, who have so endeared themselves to the country over the years, when Miami gets into a scuffle in a game, talks trash to the point of a penalty or finds one or more of their players getting ejected, it's not surprising.

It's Miami

Of course, you can't really draw many more parallels between this Miami and the Miami teams of the late 80s. At least those teams were good. This year's version has four wins, coming over Florida A&M, Houston, North Carolina and now, Florida International.

That's some resume', and who wouldn't be proud of that? Who wouldn't be raising their helmets, dancing around as if they had won something meaningful after blanking a Florida International team, who hadn't won a game all year?

Who wouldn't stand up in unison and support this act of ignorance, immaturity and say to Kyle Wright after he bragged about this big win and how they sent FIU home with a loss, ‘That's great. I couldn't agree more, You the man'?

Everybody, that's who.

Everybody outside of that slime pit in South Beach, who sat up and applauded this unbelievable display. Everybody outside of the moronic color commentator, who actually applauded what Miami was doing and suggested they continue the fight in the tunnel.

He was a Miami Alum, by the way.

I wonder if current Miami commit and Omaha Central center Harland Gunn would approve. Here's a soft spoken kid, who works hard and is simply grateful for the opportunities he's given and does the most with those he has.

As Miami players were swinging their helmets at FIU players and stepping on their legs and backs, you think Gunn was standing their applauding, tears running down his face out of the pride he felt displayed from the Canes?

You think he even felt while watching it that the coach he committed to would even be there when he arrived?

You know that's not going to happen.

Coker came out of the gate pretty good, winning a national title off of players he didn't recruit. Since then it's been a steady decline and even in the talent-rich state of Florida, this head coach proved that it is possible to be one of the big three and not be able to get enough talent year-to-year.

So, he was gone, but what this display proved was that he hasn't just lost the ability to win games, he's lost control of his team. And what did he have to say afterward? Did he apologize for the travesty that took place Saturday night? Did he pound his fist in absolute fury, saying that this kind of thing wouldn't be accepted at the great University of Miami? Nope. He did what any defeated, deflated and dethroned coach would do:

Head coach Don Strock was genuinely upset, the Associated Press quoting Strock talking about the incident. "Whatever penalty is handed down, especially from us, we're going to make it the most severe," Strock said. "We don't condone that. It's embarrassing."

As for Coker?

"Obviously we're very happy with the win but we didn't want the altercation," Coker told the AP.

Yeah, that's what I like. It's quick, obviously very contrite and tomorrow this should be about the next game.

For about nine of the Miami players there shouldn't even be a next game.

Immediately following the altercation between the two teams, five minutes of bench-clearing-brawl in the books, what do you think Miami players were doing? They were dancing on the sidelines, of course. I mean, what would any team do after being involved in a nationally embarrassing incident, which made the program look like nothing but a bunch of thugs? You dance. You raise your helmets up, you talk more smack and you rejoice in how far you have come as a program.

That's like the guy who gets the sack, starts talking smack, calls the QB a punk, the lineman that missed the block a loser, and yells at the entire offense, blathering on about how he just showed them.

Then one of the offensive players calmly points up to the scoreboard, taking note that their team and not the team of the player who just made the sack, was up in the game with just four minutes left to play, 42-6.

That's Miami, or, that's Miami today.

While you couldn't rationalize their conduct any more when they were winning, what people now look at as despicable, they referred to then as "swagger."

Miami had swagger back then. They talked a lot of crap, but they had some teams that could and did back it up. The Michael Irvins and Warren Sapps of the world could talk, but those guys could play. There were the Bernie Kosars, Vinny Testaverdes and Gino Torrettas of the world, who unlike Kyle Wright, actually had something to talk about.

Again, it's not to say that they were right back then and wrong for doing (at times) basically the same thing. But winning skews many things in people's minds. It turns goats into heroes, makes saints out of sinners and they can actually redefine how you perceive two identical events.

But Miami of the late-80s doesn't get into a bench clearing brawl with a winless Florida International, and then brags about it afterwards. They might have been riding the edge of classlessness and delving often in the realm of ignorance, but this latest display wasn't just ridiculous, it was pathetic.

Is that what Miami is now? Have they sunk so low that if they can't win, they are going to try and swing their helmet at you on the field? Has the mighty "U" become so much of an afterthought, that desperation to be something people remember resorts in them trying to physically beat up a lower tier team?

Based on what we saw Saturday night and more importantly, how the Miami players themselves treated the incident afterward, I'd say that's exactly what they have become. They aren't dominant anymore, they're destitute. They aren't potent anymore, they're pitiful.

They're Miami.

I guess that's really all you need to say.

Welcome back. We missed you.

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