At Long Last
No Longer A Dream: Tigers Win A Bowl
December 17, 2003
(Memphis Commercial Appeal)

NEW ORLEANS - At half past nine in the Superdome a raucous band of Memphis Tigers assembled near midfield, some standing, some kneeling, some sprawling to the turf.
They posed for a picture. A historic picture, really.
First Memphis bowl champion in 32 years.
Funny how nobody had to be reminded to smile.
The Tigers put the perfect ending on a nearly perfect season Tuesday night, beating North Texas 27-17 to win the New Orleans Bowl.
They had waited three decades for this moment. Small wonder they hurried the celebration just a bit.
With 33 seconds left on the clock, Memphis players doused head coach Tommy West, then raised him on their shoulders.
It was only fair, really.
Lifting the man who had lifted them.
West and his team didn't just win a bowl game Tuesday. They changed the perception of what the Memphis football program might become.
"There are some guys here who bought into a dream," West said. "Not what it was, because it wasn't very good.
"What it could be."
The bowl performance was compelling, joyous evidence and it began well before the opening kick.
Tiger fans poured into town - by train, plane and automobile - splashing New Orleans with royal blue.
A local face-painter walked through the plaza outside the Superdome before the game, willing to paint faces for either team.
"I've painted a hundred Memphis faces," she said. "North Texas? Maybe five."
At a pregame pep rally the band leader asked for three volunteers from each side to come up and dance on stage.
Instantly, he had three Memphis dancers beside him. A North Texas dancer could not be found.
Of course, Memphis fans have been waiting a long time to be invited onto any kind of stage. Given the slightest bit of encouragement, they didn't hold back.
John Calipari jetted down for the game. Scott Scherer sat in the stands. The six Cheering Elvi showed up and did their thing.
"It's the first time I've worn polyester since the '70s," said one of them. "But it's worth it today."
He said this at halftime. Things were going well by then.
Danny Wimprine completed his first 10 passes for 162 yards. He threw for one touchdown and ran for another before getting knocked woozy.
Memphis led 17-3 at the half. North Texas could have used a pep talk from their famous alum, Dr. Phil.
But give the bad guys credit. It wasn't easy beating Green.
They pulled within a touchdown. Momentum seemed to be switching sides.
Which is when the Tigers did what they always seemed to do this year: Just enough to win.
"Remember when you learned to ride a bicycle for the first time?" said Mike White, a Memphis fan. "When you get it, you get it. That's what's happened here."
The Tigers didn't have their starting tailback. Their backup tailback went down in the first half. Their quarterback didn't know if there were three Cheering Elvi or six.
But they won.
Naturally.
Same 'ol Tigers, you know?
When Coot Terry ended the final North Texas drive, the celebration began.
There were tears everywhere. And hugs and phone calls and high fives.
"Wow," said Memphis athletic director R. C. Johonson.
"It was worth the wait," said longtime assistant Murray Armstrong.
"Is everyone off the field?" said trainer Eddie Cantler.
No, Eddie, they were taking their sweet time. Thanking the fans. Drinking it in.
West ran over and stuck the cap he'd worn all game on the head of John T, the boy with Down Syndrome who has set a new standard in collecting kicking tees.
"I wanted to give him something," West said.
Someone asked West how many times he'd been doused by Gatorade before. West said he couldn't recall.
"But it felt good," he said, before reconsidering.
"No, it felt great."
Contact columnist Geoff Calkins at 529-2364; E-mail: calkins@commercialappeal.com

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