They still don't get it....
"They" still don't get it. The magnitude. The raw emotion.
Yesterday I re-read The Parthenon's edition from November 18, 1970. They got it. They understood that they were in the middle of something that each writer would never forget. Ever.
That's what I hope the movie captures. In football terms, the win over Xavier that year wasn't for a conference title or a mythical national championship. In human terms it was a championship of the spirit, of the soul.