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Planet Notre Dame
Steve Rushin
November 25, 2002
The middle '80s were the Middle Ages for Bill Moss, a Notre Dame alumnus (class of '67) living in Dublin. In that benighted decade, Fighting Irish football floated in on a fickle breeze from Germany, via Armed Forces Radio, and Moss could sometimes get reception only in his bathroom, with its single seat. And so he would sit there and listen intently, looking like a Rodin sculpture called The Stinker.
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November 25, 2002

Planet Notre Dame

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Still, an oceanic remove has its advantages. "The perspective of 4,000 miles makes you different from someone living in Chicago," says Moss, who's lived in Dublin since 1978. "When you rely on late-night Internet radio broadcasts from the other side of the Atlantic, perhaps it is the game that is the thing and not so much the implications for BCS bids or national rankings."

His lilting accent, after a quarter-century, is less Lake Erie than River Liffey, and for a moment Moss seems to be buying his own theory. But then he caves like a witness on cross-examination. "That all sounds very good," he admits, "but the BC game still killed me."

Yet even then Ireland offered solace that Notre Dame Stadium couldn't have. "Thank God for Guinness," says Moss, "and the passage of a few days."

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