Just read about all these new coaches and their portal rebuilds and it just makes me think of the old Tartan Field. You could hear the echo of the band practicing from across campus, and the whole place smelled like damp leaves and hot dogs. We didn't need 50 new faces to feel like a team. You knew every kid on that sideline because they were there for four years, building something real. Now they just rent a locker room for a season and call it culture. The soul of a program isn't in a transfer receipt, it's in the concrete steps you wore down cheering for the same guys year after year. They've paved over all the history with NIL money and portal promises.