That's the word on the Interwebs today.
Apparently the hedges have been planted in that sort of awkwardly bare area in the north end zone which had previously been occupied by anything from blow-up Cardinal heads to Dean Milk-Chug blow-ups to a 75-foot bronze statue of Ron Cooper and Steve Kragthorpe reaching out and barely touching fingers.
I'm kind of struggling to envision this, but the doubt in my mind is still an improvement over what's been there in the past.
