Belinda McDoom had heard people say it before, but it never really sank in until her first trip to Michigan Stadium this fall. Youth coaches and friendly parents on the sideline would always tell her and her husband, Morris, that with a name like McDoom their son Eddie was destined to do some big things. It was, they said, the perfect name for football.
Still, the first time she heard 100,000 people bellowing their last name in baritone unison it was a bit of a shock.
"I was like, 'Are they booing him?'" she remembers. "And then I realized, 'No, oh my god, they’re screaming his name.