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International Man of Mystery
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1995 Nebraska Cornhuskers crushed all comers en route to title
The realization came suddenly and with smack-yourself-in-the-forehead clarity, just before halftime of the Fiesta Bowl on the second night of 1996. Defending national champion Nebraska had awakened from an early 10-6 deficit and was in the midst of running off 36 straight points on Florida en route to a 62-24 dismantling of the Gators in the de facto 1995 national championship game. But the Cornhuskers were not just defeating Florida, which had ridden coach Steve Spurrier's Fun 'n Gun offense to its first appearance in the national title game. The Cornhuskers were beating up the Gators in a bullies vs. bookworms schoolyard beatdown, transforming Florida from a rollicking offensive machine, champions of the mighty Southeastern Conference, into a giant quivering lip.
At some point in the middle of this steamrolling, I walked from my seat in the press box at Sun Devil Stadium and wandered down to where Sports Illustrated colleague Scott Price was sitting. I tapped him on the right shoulder, bent over and said, "Nebraska is Miami now.''
Scott whipped his head around and said, immediately, "They are. They're Miami.''
As college football writers, we both understood the code in which we were speaking. For most of the previous decade -- beginning, symbolically, with a 31-30 victory over Nebraska in the Orange Bowl after the 1983 season -- Miami had been the standard for not just college football excellence, but anarchic, strutting college football intimidation. While winning four national titles from 1983 to 1991 under Jimmy Johnson and Dennis Erickson, the Hurricanes had not just buried opponents with unparalleled, Florida-bred speed and skill, but had also danced on their graves afterward.