Dshans hits the bulls-eye with his post. When I was a collegian way back when, I could generate impossibly long and loud sounds for hours, and in a continuous standing position if necessary. The mere thought of that makes me want to look for my recliner nowadays. We maniacs did the same thing, even insaner and louder, at the old pep rallies, where no coach nor player could complete even a sentence without being drowned out by roof-raising bellowing having little to do with what was said. [I must admit though that Buoniconti's old running mate at guard, Norb Roy, who looked like he could play the lead in a Steven King movie without make-up, once hung an obscenely mammoth arm over the podium and threatened to destroy the whole crowd of us if we didn't shut up till he was finished---pins were heard dropping all over the old "barn" in which we held those rallies]. ---but I digress...Anyway, Dshans points out that NDs small student body section gives us an impossible-to-overcome decibel deficit during the average game. Old Farts like myself may be wanting to regain a semblance of our noisy youth, but the urge disappears quickly with asthma or the second beer. Maybe we need to engage the ND physics department to produce voice-enhancers and hand them out [surreptitiously of course] to anyone older than thirty five. Seriously, youngsters, the old Dopamine and Nor-Adrenaline levels ain't what they used to be. Maybe we should institute an age cut-off for ticket sales?
