This, from the Crabtree article has me confused: "Vehikite, a redshirt junior, took and passed more than a semester's worth of classes last spring and is "very close to graduating" from USC, Kiffin said. He took part in the university's student-athlete graduation in May."
What's that old saying about "close" only counting in horseshoes and hand grenades? Hell, ND threatened to withhold my degree (three weeks before the graduation date) because I hadn't returned a book I'd checked out from the St. Mary's library and hadn't fulfilled my PE requirement.
It turned out that the SMC library's records were screwed up and ND retroactively (and officially) accepted my reason for not completing my 3 week handball rotation because I'd broken my right thumb after the first session. I'd never played the game before, but as a "runt" I "ran the court" against two jocks 21-zip in a cutthroat game. A splinted thumb would have put a crimp in my game. Hell, I figured I'd paid my dues – I have a dent in the skin covering my left shin from a PE soccer game when a hot shot futbol player ignored the rules and wore his hard soled cleats. We were told to wear soft soled sneakers – we had no shin guards.
I also had to buy a new pair of glasses and get four stitches under my right eye when a defensive lineman sized galoot (he was on my team!) crushed a nice inside set I'd given him but then proceeded to stumble toward me and smash me with his bear claw sized left hand. Don't get me started on my ice skating rotation and the hockey game on the final day. All 5'7", 130 lbs. of me was "introduced" to the ice and the boards a few times. PE at ND can be brutal.
Sorry for the ramble, but you know how we old farts can be ...