My first reaction to tonight’s win?

“We’ve got ourselves a (blankity blank) head football coach.”

Notre Dame didn’t just beat #4 Clemson Saturday, 35-14. They pushed the Tigers around. They did the only things they could do to win when Clemson knew exactly what those things were, and they did them spectacularly well.

That’s special.

The win signals what hopefully is coming: Notre Dame’s got a coach that not only knows what he’s doing, but knows he knows what he’s doing. Bring a chunk of the phalanx of recruits that were on hand into this group and…Who knows what could happen?

Ben Effing Morrison

There have been flashes of great stuff from the freshman cornerback from Arizona this season. Tonight was his announcement to the college football world that Notre Dame unearthed a gem.

The Clemson Tigers clearly planned to target Morrison from the start, and Morrison was having none of it. He made the tackles and he made the picks – two of them, one that resulted in DJ Uiagelelei’s temporary benching, and the other of them returned for a backbreaking touchdown. He blanketed Clemson receivers all night.

Brian Effing Mason

Double the man’s salary tomorrow. I said it last week: Mason has utterly transformed the special teams unit from an afterthought to a weapon. Everyone in the world knew ND was gonna try to block Clemson’s punts and yet the Irish got to one early, giving them a quick 7-0 lead for the second week in a row without needing the offense. I’m so thrilled with what he’s done with the punt block unit that I don’t even care that Blake Grupe has gone cold as a field goal kicker.

Harry Effing Hiestand

It would take too long to give you a headline for all five linemen, so here you are. Just as in 2017, Hiestand’s unit got off to a slow start (boy howdy, did it) but just as in 2017, they’ve come together to form a formidable position group. Basically playing without a passing game, the Irish ran it down Clemson’s throat the entire game. 263 yards! By the end of the game, the Tigers were crying uncle as Audric Estime and Logan Diggs shredded them to pieces. Both got into triple digits.

Joe Alt, Jarrett Patterson, Zeke Correll, Josh Lugg, Blake Fisher. Remember the names. These Irish will make sure you do.

Most of all, Marcus Effing Freeman

When Notre Dame elevated Freeman, all us fans knew there could be growing pains. We didn’t know how bad they would be early, but we knew they could happen. We didn’t bank on injury apocalypses at almost every one of ND’s thinnest position groups, we didn’t bank on Marshall or Stanford, and we didn’t bank on questioning everything a couple games into the season.

But maybe that’s why this one feels extra sweet. Freeman faced off with one of the handful of most accomplished coaches of the century tonight and straight up kicked his ass.

The thousands that stormed onto Notre Dame Stadium’s field certainly felt something special starting, and maybe Freeman did too, when he yelled his guttural “LET’S GO!” to cap his postgame interview.

The questions aren’t gone. Notre Dame still doesn’t have a functional passing game. Time will tell if there was a little more of Clemson’s complete lack of trust in their quarterbacks than we want to admit in this performance. The pass interference penalties, at least the ones that were actual infractions and not made up in some halfhearted effort to help the ACC’s bell cow, need to be cleaned up.

But this team is something now. You can talk about winning out without sounding insane. You can dream of, somehow, keeping the 10-win streak alive if everything falls into place. You can dream of landing a big fish in the grad transfer market at QB in the offseason and it being the piece needed to make this team an honest to God contender in 2023.

They’re big dreams, but let’s dream them. Notre Dame’s given us all the right to do so.