It's just a guess, but something tells me that when Greg Robinson looks back on this week, his last after four years in Syracuse, the first thing he'll remember is the soundtrack:

Robinson boarded a plane this morning from Syracuse to Michigan, officially closing the door on a dark chapter in a career that's spanned the continent, from Rose Bowls and Super Bowl championships to laughingstock of the Big East. As Robinson faces his fate in Ann Arbor, he stopped harmonizing under his breath and took the earbuds out long enough to call the Syracuse Post-Standard's Donnie Webb from the airport, just to say goodbye, and thanks, and not to worry: A weight has been lifted, and Greg's finally ready to find his place in this crazy world:

It's no surprise [Robinson] ended up back on a college campus because that's where his heart lives. Getting the job at Michigan must feel like a weight has been lifted.
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"It's time to move on. It's time to move on," Robinson said. "That's what we're going to do.

"I don't know if want to go into all that. Straight up. I just soon get out of town. I'm not here to make a statement or a story. Four years I did it. It's kind of my world. Right now, I don't need to be the talk of the town. [...] My love of the college game ... I really realize how much I love college football. I think it's time to move past me."

And so 'Cuse has,  with new boss Doug Marrone, who was totally jacked to be introduced to the crowd at halftime of the Orange basketball team's win over Notre Dame, just one more moment in the long chain of predetermined events that brought Marrone home to his destiny:

Marrone then volunteered to wrestle any student for the right to waive the $100 deposit on season tickets with a pin, but otherwise there was no damage. He seems to be fitting in nicely.