Diaries

So I am going to need some advice on what to get my wife as this is what she wrote me for my surprise 30th birthday present.

Twas four months and the night before daddy’s birthday and all through the house,
Connor and mommy were stirring, even Mickey Mouse;

Like many of you I couldn't sleep after the crazy comeback win against Notre Dame on Saturday night. I had to do something with all that excess energy so here's your season schedule wallpaper.

Like last year's Heisman Candidate Edition, the Night Game Victors Edition Denard Robinson Action Figure project was an audible. I wasn't planning to create another wallpaper until the Michigan State game (and definitely was NOT going to revisit the action figure since it almost killed me last time) but with the last minute heroics and surprisingly-great-looking-on-the-team-as-apposed-to-at-M-Den legacy uniforms it didn't feel like I had a choice. Seconds after the game ended I raised an eyebrow at my wife and she said, "I figured. Go ahead, I'm heading to bed."

My daughter offered some enthusiastic support as I was wrapping this up on Sunday (she was drawing pictures of Denard at her little desk next to mine) and my wife helped with choices for some of the details like the small parts warning and edition number.

How it was made

I started with my original Denard Robinson action figure and modified it (in Photoshop) to match the Adidas legacy uniforms. The original was based on a Tom Brady action figure and got me into a funny legal situation with some lawyers who thought I was manufacturing them. I wasn't and I don't intend to despite the protestations of my children. "Kids, that would be illegal and besides, our home-based factory is not yet fully operational."

I screen captured the action figure modifications and box creation but it turns out that my usually dependable software has an obscure bug that cost me 75% of what I had recorded. At some time in the future (or in the past if I can get the DeLorean running) I will go back and record the layer build for both versions of the action figure. It won't be as good as seeing the whole process but it will be better than nothing.

Go Blue.

The images below are previews only. You can get the widescreen, 4:3, iPad and mobile wallpapers at The Art. The Art. The Art!.

This disclaimer works 50% of the time all of the time

There is no actual action figure for sale. The action figure does not exist; it was created digitally. I'm offering free downloads of the artwork for your personal use.

Not a whole lot going on this week on the recruiting front (besides Michigan grabbing Dymonte Thomas, but that doesn't factor in here). The rankings are probably due for an overhaul, but I will tackle that next week when the weekend is hopefully a little less eventful. Action since last rankings:

9-7-11: Purdue gains commitment from Jordan Woods.
9-8-11: Indiana gains commitment from Dante Blackmon.
9-11-11: Minnesota gains commitments from Jamel Harbison and Barrington Morris.

Chart? Chart:

*ESPN doesn't rate JUCOs, so Isaac Fruechte (Minnesota), Darius Stroud (Indiana), Steffon Martin and Devin Smith (Purdue) are exluded from their respective team averages.

On to the full data, after the jump.

No change for the Wolverines.

No change for the Irish, except the crushing of their souls.

No change for the Nittany Lions.

No change for the Buckeyes.

No change for the Spartans.

No change for the Badgers.

The Hoosiers pick up unrated cornerback Dante Blackmon.

Mike McHugh gets a two-star rating from Scout. Joseph Jones gets two stars from ESPN.

No change for the Hawkeyes.

The Gophers land Jamel Harbison and Barrington Morris. Isaac Fruechete earns two stars from Rivals.

The Boilermakers pick up Ann Arbor Skyline wideout Jordan Woods. Devin Smith, Steffon Martin, and Carlos Carvajal all pick up three stars from Rivals, and Carvajal also gets a three-star ranking from ESPN.

Still no change for the Huskers. This is getting somewhat ridiculous.

No new commits for the Illini.

“Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning.” 
Albert Einstein

Learn from yesterday...

I am a lucky SOB and I know it.  Anybody that has ever known me well will tell you the same.  I also have a lucky number that I believe in with near-religious devotion, a number that I was informed was lucky on my very first day living at the Bur-Lodge.  That number is 72.

This is a number that gives me a real and most reliable count of how my luck is running. When I see it everywhere I can count on good luck in general.  When it comes into play directly related to specific events that hold importance to me it is right on the money. Case in point: Once my brother-in-law and my cousin were driving me out to Fort Dodge, IA to start my short lived existence as an Iowan microbiologist (think 4000L of tetanus, yuck...), and we found ourselves short on funds for the partying we were plotting upon our arrival.  We were in far western Illinois when we decided this after pooling our funds to come up with $172 exactly.  My cousin suggested we hit up the riverboat casino at the next exit and I noted that it was exit 27 (backwards 72) - and off we went.

We put the whole $172 on black at the roulette table.  This was all the money we had in the world being poor college students, but we didn't hesitate.  Of course it would be black; the stars had aligned.  And it was so, and a great time was had by all.

I learned many years later how powerful the bad luck can be when 72 is conspicuously absent.  It was at The Horror, which I attended with my wife sans sunscreen and was forced to leave at halftime lest skin cancer strike us both down then and there.  As we left the stadium and headed to Frasier's we took note of the Michigan team busses lined up on Stadium, all in numerical, though not sequential order.  There sat bus #71 nose to ass with bus #73.  I told my wife "Michigan is doomed."  I knew it in my heart. When Mike Hart scored and then we got the interception we left to go meet friends. In my head the result was a W for sure.  The actual result did not surprise me.

Yesterday was just the opposite.  I was seeing 72 everywhere all week, on licence plates, work documents, you name it.  Then on ESPN's Gameday I saw that 72% of the country had picked Michigan to win at the bottom of the screen.  The stars were aligning again and I could feel it.  Then the first quarter happened and I was suprised, but felt in my heart that Michigan would come back.  I watched the rest of the game with nervous tension muted by a strange calm confidence, and when Vincent Smith scored to put Michigan ahead I looked at the game clock.  1:12 remained.  

72 seconds.

Even when the Irish came roaring back down the field to score I never really doubted that Michigan and Denard Robinson would answer.*  That is simply the power of 72.

Live for Today…

Several Michigan players should bask in the glow of their accomplishments:

1.      Denard Robinson – Holy jeebus.  When > 95% of  the Michigan offense is generated by one guy, should we sit in awe of his accomplishment (yes) or pray to whatever gods we can think of that he stays healthy (also yes)?  Denard Robinson is love for all mankind.  His interview after the game was awesome as well, especially his reaction to his own stat line.

2.     Jordan Kovacs – Kovac's interception was the turning point in the game.  Notre Dame had its foot on Michigan's throat, and the fearless leader of the defense came up big again.  I shudder to think how Michigan would have fared the past 2+ seasons without him.

3.     Brandin Hawthorn – I think we may have found a true player in the second half.  Much like Kovacs last week, Hawthorn almost single-handedly killed a ND drive at a crucial part of the game.  He showed great quickness and insticts and may be the answer we need to solidify the linebacking crew.

4.     Roy Roundtree – Calling for the ball and delivering in the most clutch of situations, it just doesn't get any better.  Especially remarkable as his only catch of the evening.

5.     Jeremy Gallon and  Junior Hemingway – Clutch grab after clutch grab.  Hemingway showed once and for all that he should be playing on Sundays.  Gallon looked like mini-Hemingway on his TD grab and finally got to show off his elusiveness both on the late punt return and on the second to last play of the game-winning drive.

Also of note was the play of Jake Ryan, Mike Martin, and Courtney Avery (Ever see better karmic retribution than when Rees fumbled after Avery's BS interference call?  Why was the ball on the 7 when the ref clearly stated it should be placed on the two?).  Oh, and Woolfolk again – hope that nose is still on straight.

Hope for Tomorrow

2-0 again and the bankwagon is officially hitched to a star for the third year in a row.  I swore I wouldn't get swept up again but there it is.  With Eastern next up maybe Mattison can work out some of the very serious kinks in the defense and set a course for improvement instead of the backward slides of the past two years.  Nine wins looks very doable considering the rest of the B10 doesn't look like as stiff a test as in recent years.  At the very least Denard should be able to keep his health and maybe we can even see a bit out of his understudy.

Go Blue and stay safe.

*Though I figured it would be a fieldgoal and overtime.

When the Under the Lights jersey design was released earlier this year, the hullabaloo, brouhaha, and hubbub was palpable and furious from one end of MGoBlog to the other. It even was quite MGoChic for a time to line up in rank and file on board post after board post as a running attendance of those that "Get It," vehemently opposing any alteration to the sacred home uniform. Granted, not everyone fell into this category. Yours truly and several other courageous souls braved this onslaught by staring straight down the barrel of banishment and mockery from the community simply to throw our voices into the fray- not for the smallest hope of prevailing glory or rationality- but rather because it was right. It was at this time too, friends, that the arrows of rebuke aimed at our Commander in Chief, David Brandon, began to reach a fever pitch with skepticism and paranoia reaching levels that had not been seen since Joseph McCarthy had been pacing the halls of this nations capital. The, well, mutiny of sorts, saw its escalation with endorsements from this blogs highest ranking officials including most notably, Brian (peace be upon him), while trickling down from there and eventually into the masses where it became a fundamental ideological principle and core tenet of those fighting to preserve the dignity and tradition of Michigan Football while halting the erosion of our identity by ravenous exploitationists that are literally scheming the corporatization of our very souls as we speak.

The outlook was dire, indeed, in those days. Our great general, Coach Hoke, had not yet led his troops into our hallowed battlefield where the ghosts of legends dwell and the smell of victory floats confidently in the air. We were reeling from 3 long years of famine and were anxiously awaiting our Michigan Moses to free us from bondage and lead us into Canaan. The Michigan we grew up knowing and loving was evaporating before our very eyes, and those dastardly jerseys (and night games to some) were the face of our eroding ideals and traditions.

Nevermind that Michigan has gone through dozens of uniforms in it's distinguished history, those damn jerseys with the ugly stripes and that phony looking old block M is taking it just too far dammit! My lawn. Get off it. 

On September 10th 2011, at approximately 8 o'clock PM, our good old boys with their cotton' pickin' maize and blue hearts screamed out of that tunnel as they have so many times before, touched the banner, and prepared for battle all the while wearing that ghastly abomination in place of the sacred home uniforms. I don't need to bore you with the details here because you know what transpired. Michigan was pummeled by Notre Dame 50-0 and immediately released a statement after the game stating emphatically that from hence forth we, Michigan, shalt not wear legacy jerseys or participate in night games forever because it's always been better with out them and this was a huge mistake and we're sorry k thx bye.

The End. Things go back to normal and the Michigan of old is the Michigan of new again. Right?

Here friends, is where I humbly pose a question: What if?

What if our leadership isn't set on destroying us from the inside out?

What if they want to see the best for Michigan, even if that means making changes to Michigan?

What if they do actually care how we, the fans, students, and alumni, feel?

What if it was possible to respect traditions while also modernizing? 

What if every change that's made wasn't contextualized as going to the heart of what it means to be Michigan? And isn't that a terribly confined view of what Michigan even is?

What if in being ambitious and thinking progressively we could still create moments that 50 years from now would be remembered as some of the greatest that ever happened?

And what if it looked something like this?: ***

Now, what if you never forget what happened on September 10, 2011? Was it worth it? Is Michigan any less Michigan-y now that we've played a night game with legacy jerseys? 

OR what if in doing something like this, from the jerseys and the atmosphere to the actual play and coaching on the field, we saw an even truer picture of what Michigan is?  

What I saw was that Michigan is unafraid to be the best.  Michigan is unafraid to make history.  Michigan sets the bar.  Michigan isnt defined by it's past- but rather Michigan is defined by it's gall in conquering the present and it's aspiration to the future.  Michigan might not always win, but Michigan doesn't back down to a challenge.  

Friends, in my humble opinion that game could not have been more perfect.  From the pageantry to the stadium renovations, to the uniforms, to unforgettable moments and to ripping out Notre Dame's heart yet again.  Michigan put on one hell of a show and I'm damn proud to be a Michigan Wolverine today.  

BUT: What if it never happened? 

What if your no doubt cherished memories from that game were replaced with memories form a typical ND- UM game with an afternoon kickoff? 

Would you be any worse off?  Probably not. You wouldn't know any better and UM beats Notre Dame in alternate universes as well-   but I do know this,  you wouldn't be better for it.  You wouldn't have the once in a lifetime experience and the memories to take.  You wouldn't be able to tell everyone about it until the day you die.  You wouldn't have been a part of this unique moment in history-  a moment where history is made.  Is that worth it? I guess that's up to you.  

Finally:  What if we do it again? 

What if Michigan makes bold decisions in the future? 

What if they're controversial and go against what you've come to know as your beloved Michigan?

Will you approach them with negativity and skepticism or will you look at them with eyes to see the possible good that may come from them?  Will you reevaluate your rigid constructs of what Michigan is to you and realize that Michigan is bigger than you can comprehend and means different things to different people around the world and that no attempt to quantify or define it can be successful? I think you should and I hope you do.  To keep Michigan the best sometimes means thinking outside the box and moving forward with thought and sense. Last night proved that it can be done well and it can be done right.  

Go Blue. 

*** These moments brought to you by Dave Brandon pissing on Michigan tradition.