2005 Notre Dame Fighting Irish Football Team

The 2005 Notre Dame Fighting Irish football team was a college football team who represented the University of Notre Dame in the 2005 NCAA Division I-A football season. The team was coached by Charlie Weis in his first year as head coach, and played their home games at Notre Dame Stadium. The Irish completed the season with a record of 9 wins and 3 losses, culminating in a post-season appearance in the Fiesta Bowl and a number 9 ranking in the nation.

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