On the left, no, that's not Kramer from Seinfeld, it's Cramer from Grand Rapids. On the right however, is Jeremy Gallon, hero of the Notre Dame victory, #10 in your programs and #1 in your hearts. Or at least just my mom's, who proclaimed him "one of my favorites", adding to a list of what must now include a baker's dozen Wolverines.
4 down, 1 more to go in this unique season-opening homestand. It's been kind of exhausting hitting the road every Saturday morning and returning under cover of darkness, but this is not me complaining - I've loved every second. There's nothing quite like watching a game at the Big House and I can't wait for Saturday when we get to do it again.
Even more questionable than his knockout punches were those shorts. Halloween come early?
That's what the fight has always been, spelled out well in this article. The preternaturally gifted native of Grand Rapids is rarely challenged in the ring, vanquishing his hand-chosen challengers as easily as he places a 50K bet at the Vegas casinos he now calls home. It really is a shame that he's developed such an unlikeable, albeit entertaining, persona - he truly is a wunderkind in the ring, a master of strategy and defense who rarely takes any punishment and dishes it out so quickly and suddenly you often can't see it until the instant replay. He could easily take his well-deserved place in the uppermost echelon of boxing history that he desires so badly, if only his ego didn't keep getting in the way. He wants to retire undefeated so badly he's been accused of ducking his most dangerous potential opponents, (ie. Manny Pacquiao, a fight that hopefully, hopefully happens. It would be one of the top 3 hyped fights of all time, guaranteed. Each fighter would stand to make $40 million - does Floyd love money enough to make this happen? Stay tuned.) when, ironically, his only chance of garnering the place in history his ego requires is to fight and beat the best fighters of his generation. Stand pat and retire undefeated as a second tier champ vs. take the fight the world wants to see, and either emerge as a legend or as someone willing to compete against the best. Seems like an easy decision, but 'Money' Mayweather doesn't make anything easy these days, at least when he's out of the ring.
In Floyd's defense, the interviewer is insane, but here's an example of his mouth being faster than even his fists. And no way Larry Merchant at age 30 would whup Floyd's ass.
Walked a ton on Friday, more than usual. Look closely at Sandy's hands - instead of applying a lot of pressure to help me keep my hips and legs in a vertical position, she's barely pushing at all. I'm holding my hips up myself, using more of my lower back than I thought I was able to. It was definitely a challenge but it felt great, and receiving the trainers' congratulations afterwards felt even better.
Well, the game we've all been waiting for has finally arrived. 9/10/11, Under the Lights, the first official night game in Michigan Stadium history. (There have been games that extended into the night, by means of overtime and whatnot, but tomorrow's 8pm start is by far the latest kickoff time.)
Something happened last week to get 'ol Brian very angry. Stay classy, Brian.
I've got about 20 friends from undergrad coming in for the game, to join 114K of my other closest friends, for what will surely be the highest attendance ever at a football game. As for predictions? This is a tough one. I'm still wary of our defense's ability to stop anyone after Western carved them up in last week's first half. Some choice halftime adjustments led to better second half play, but this ND team is very talented and well-coached, by the Bob the Tomato impersonator you see above. Denard will have to play a monster game, not quite equaling his breakout performance from last year, but close. It will likely come down to turnovers (last week's tally - UM:0, ND:5), and being at home with a sure to be well-lubricated crowd, I like our chances there.
Denard has 150 yards each rushing and passing, and Michigan wins 24-20. (Dear God, don't let it come down to a field goal.)
This year's hype video...pretty cool when it's on an HD screen the size of a house.
The long-awaited day has finally arrived. After 9 months of predictions, speculation, and day dreams, the 2011 college football season will be born today, a possibly rainy September afternoon. But the rain won't deter 100,00 strong from rooting on the Wolverines as a new era begins in Ann Arbor, one hopefully more successful than the last. The return of tradition, power running football, and WINS starts today in the Big House.
Slightly cheesy, but catchy enough, and by a local band, so it warrants adoption.
Me and the inimitable voice of Michigan football Frank Beckmann.
Awkward...
Come 8pm September 10th...
Irish Destruction!
Heisman winner, future Heisman winner?
Making band cool.
Yup.
Their shirts say, "I'm too pretty to go to Michigan."
Welcome to my life. I broke my neck at the C-5/6 level in July of 2007 while abroad in Spain. I have since graduated from the University of Michigan and am now engrossed in regaining the ability to walk. Come with me on my journey!
