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The Michigan Man does exist despite what drivel you may have recently read; He's just not what everybody thinks he is. ‘They’ think a Michigan Man is some kind of prototype forged in the mold Bo Schembechler. Bo’s famous quote seared into the public perception an awesome and tenacious image that resonated within the Michigan community and throughout the sports world to this very day, a generation later; the very definition of a meme. As the man who coined the phrase and undoubtedly a Michigan Man himself, he himself is said image.
A closer Look at the context of the quote reveals the true definition of Michigan Men. Bill Frieder accepts a job elsewhere and leaves Michigan behind. As soon as that agreement was made, it was determined that Frieder was not a Michigan Man. At that moment he was no longer the right man to lead Michigan.
So, the definition of a Michigan Man is simple: He who is unequivocally devoted to Michigan. A Michigan Man stands for what he believes is right and has the grace to acknowledge and correct his errors. A Michigan Man loves Michigan and represents her with courage, valor, and passion; to his grave. A Michigan Man respects his adversary but will never fear him.
Unfortunately, many within the Michigan community do not understand this simple definition. This is not to say that they do not love Michigan, but they fail to see what it was about Bo that made him a Michigan Man. Gerald Ford. Bob Ufer. Those who stayed in ’69. Gary Moeller. Tshimanga Biakabutuka. Lloyd Carr. Tom Brady. Brian Cook. This list never ends.
Bo and Lloyd were clear-cut Michigan Men but they do not encompass all Michigan Men. What I saw on August 31 was stark contrast to what I would expect to see from any of the afore mentioned men, but make no mistake…I saw a Michigan Man.
What we’re dealing with in this episode of evolution is the unknown. It is scary to not know what to expect and it’s OK to be critical of what you see. But it’s not OK to reject someone because you don’t understand him and are so attached to the mystique of what has come before that you won’t take the time to get to know him. That’s not Michigan.
Do you love a mystique or do you love Michigan?
I thought my first blog should be about the predictions that I heard while listening to the radio yesterday, and that appear in the Free Press today. The prediction for Michigan, which was done by the always bias, Mark Snyder have Michigan going 5-7, with a loss this weekend to Western. So in the last week Mark Snyder has co-wrote one of the most insanely bias, witch-hunting pieces of "journalism" in recent memories, then blatantly ignored the fact that this season will be far better than last for Michigan for all of the obvious reasons (second season for Rich Rod, new QBs that can run the system, and a new DC that actually knows what is going on).
In the same paper, MSU was predicted to go 9-3, with a win over PSU, "being a game that could decide the Big Ten Champion." This is absolutely insane!!! The boys in East Lansing may not be being coached by John L anymore, but to think that they will beat PSU and possibly be going to the Rose Bowl (and at worst the Capital One Bowl) is down right stupid.
All the projections for Michigan this year have them at a minimum of 6 wins, with some as high as 8 or 9. While MSU may go 9-3, in no way is that going to be close enough to win a Big Ten Championship. I am not a conspiracy theorist (all the time), but you cannot tell me that the Free Press does not have an agenda here to smear the good name that is Michigan. We will talk to you more soon...Go Blue!
So, who wants another long, cathartic, vindicating take-down of a B.S. local newspaper article?
Who wants to have a meaningless tournament over which Michigan uniform is the most awesome?
|Let's rip on the Freep for like the 100th time|
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Okay, you asked for it…
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Summer's almost over. It's back to school time. Whatever shall you wear? You want something that's going to make you stand out, that shows you are part of something great, that makes you look so good that your hot English GSI will start hitting on you in your story reviews…
But this is Michigan. So can we say the same thing, but a little more understated, a little more traditional, a little more intellectual?
That is an awesome hat.
No doubt that's why the survivors of the Final Four of our M Uniform Tournament were the first two teams in Michigan history to sport Michigan's iconic wings (or is that a forehead stache?)
That's right, the first two.
The football team had it first. Says Bentley:
The famous "winged" design dates from 1938 when Coach Herbert O. "Fritz" Crisler arrived from Princeton to begin a new era in Michigan football. Even as the design and composition of helmets evolved from stitched cowhide to high-tech, molded plastic, the winged design has remained the pre-eminent symbol of Michigan football.
The wings and stripes made their debut against Michigan State in the 1938 season opener, a 14-0 triumph in the Big House.
The hockey team took a few decades to catch on to the amazing powers of painting a mega maize mustache with soul patch and fu manchu on one's helmet. The painted helmets debuted against Bowling Green on March 3, 1989, at the start of the CCHA tournament.
And wouldn't you know it: (Red had red hair?) the jerseys were the forerunners of today's blues, including the big honkin' M in the middle of the chest.
And thus we have our two final contenders: football's home blues, and the icers' block-M blues. If you want to see the rest of the tournament, head back to the Final Four, which has the entire recap, and links to each round. If you're ready for this whole Uniform Tournament thing to be done and for the football season to start already, rotate that mouse wheel down just a tad and vote for the ultimate uniform of Michigan varsity and club varsity sports.
However, there is one section in his article with which I resonate. Litke writes,
Rich Rodriguez was never going to be "a Michigan man."
Not when he was hired, not when he cried after being accused of pushing his players too hard, not even if he wins nearly every game for as long as he lasts in the job.
That's not a slam on Rodriguez. No one in charge of a topflight major college football program anywhere else qualifies as "a Michigan man," either. The last one, Lloyd Carr, resigned at the end of the 2007 season, when he realized he could no longer be both. Trying to uphold a winning tradition while following both the letter and spirit of NCAA laws finally wore him out.
I think Litke is right. Carr, the Michigan Man, the man who read Kipling, who retired to travel and do other things, who is a personal friend of Russell Crowe, who required players to look up a new word in a dictionary, is a vestige of a past I loved, but which is no more.
Rodriguez came in, was brought in, to win. No more, but no less. Was I supportive of this move? Yes. Do I continue to be supportive? Yes. At the end of the day, I want Michigan to win. I want MY school to compete for the MNC. I choose Rodriguez, and 10&11&12 wins every year, over Carr and 7 or 8 or 9 wins every year.
However, the romantic and the elitist in me is saddened at the cost. I loved the idea of Coach Carr who read Newsweek and read books and was conversant in National Politics and listened to NPR and cared about his players, loved them, while still competing. I loved the idea that you could work hard, play hard, win, but still have a life. Those days, I think, are over. It's stupid to moon and pine over a lost past. But a small part of me died when Carr retired. Even Bo&Woody had life beyond the gridiron. Nowadays? I don't know.
I think this is why I was not thrilled by the "General Studies" brouhaha of a year or so ago. GS was one more sign that FB players were barely students, were largely segregated from the regular student body, so they could focus on their job of football, and not be bothered by homework and competition with the typical Michigan student.
In other words, I want to have my cake and eat it too. I want a coach like Carr, a well read Renaissance Man, a literate Michigan Man who is also a winner. Alas, this day has passed. Somehow, I wonder if this is what grieved Rosenberg. The reality is that we have entered a New World, and we can't go back home again. This world represented by Carr, by Bo, by Woody, is the past I mourn losing. I wonder if our team is now interchangable with Florida or Alabama or Florida State or USC. I always thought Michigan was "better." Not in terms of wins & losses, but in terms, somehow, of quality.
If there was a way to have it all, I would. But I don't think there is a way to have to all. So, we have Rodriguez, and hopefully, the boatload of wins that come along.
Time will tell how this NCAA violation story plays out, but I think that the stormclouds are beginning to break a bit, given the backtracking of the Freep following RichRod's emotional press conference, as well as the beginning of Martin's investigation. Realistically, this was a tempest in a teacup, and hopefully the team captains and coaching staff will work this all out, but we really won't know until the season is in full swing.
It's a shame that this non-story has been sucking away so much attention from the talented young corps of players that will take the field for the Maize and Blue this season-- but that will soon be remedied. In spite of it all, the season ahead remains bright and begins anew Saturday, when all the punditry and editorials will become meaningless with the first BOOM of kickoff at 3:30.
If it's true that who you keep as enemies says at least as much about you as who you keep as friends, it's nice to know that OSU and Michigan at least have significant respect for each other off the field, even with both devoted to such a vicious rivalry. I firmly hope that we can bring some respect and parity back to our end of this rivalry and annihilate them in November, but I'll remember their comments this week as I root for us to do so. I hope ya'll do as well.
This is my first diary, and as that it is such, I wanted to bring something unique to the board. This topic is something very near and dear to my heart, and I think that you all will enjoy this segment. If the response is positive, I will try and make this a weekly diary. So without further ado I present MGoBlog with, "The Most Hideous Game of the Week."
Background: TMHGOTW was born on a sunny day in the Mosher-Jordan dormitory my freshman year at UMich, 2004. A few of my friends and I, who are all football fanatics, would browse the week's games to see which game was the least attractive, the game you couldn't watch without noticing the hideousness.
Criteria: The criteria for picking the most hideous game is very simple and subject to the interpretation of the watcher. It's pretty much a combination of anything your mind can conceive. The contrast of the teams' colors; the venue, the fans, the names, the distances traveled, the decisions the schools made in order to make the game possible, the assumed rivalry between the two schools (i.e. Maryland and NC State), the hideous hype surrounding a game that deserves none, the style of play of both teams, their overall records, the weather, the blandness of the schools, the hideousness of their academia, and pretty much anything else you want to include. (Maryland vs. NC State is the perennial most hideous game of the year)
Week One Line up and Explanations: I have looked through the week one schedule and will be putting some of my suggestions down below with an explanation as to why I feel the game is deserving. These are not in any particular order.
1. Cincy @ Rutgers: Nothing says college football like a MONDAY night matchup between these two BE heavyweights. This is a throwback to your grandfather's college football days as these two teams play without a single recognizeable player between them (save Witherspoon). The only thing more disgusting than the colors out on the field will be Rutger's style of play.
2. Northeastern @ BC: Ahhh the battle of the brand new Red Sox hats. This game is especially hideous to me because Boston is probably my least favorite city in the USA. There is something about the BC uniforms that make me nauseated, and I've always wondered if ND rejects are worse than the real thing.
3. Minnesota @ 'Cuse: What more needs to be said. The maroon and gold invade upstate New York to take on the puke Orange of the mighty 'Cuse. On one side, you have Tim Brewster who at any time is an 8 ball deep, against a resurgent 'Cuse program led by their new defensive mastermind, a Mr. Scott Shafer. The dome should be packed full of 40,000 people...leaving it half empty and ultimately...hideous.
4. Wofford @ South Florida: This game is hideous for a couple of reasons. The first and biggest being Jim Leavitt. I'm sorry Mr. Leavitt, but you are not a top tier football coach no matter how much you think you are. A real program has their own stadium and doesn't have to rent someone else's pirate ship. Someone please tell me that Matt Groeth-E is gone too, because I swear to God that E is silent and he has to be 37 years old at this point.
5. William and Mary @ UVA: My exgirlfriend went to UVA; don't really care for the skank anymore. All the panzies will be undoubtedly decked out in colors that even Andy Dick would be too straight to wear. The guys will be hammered from one too many memosas while the girls will be trying to warm up to their classmates named Hank Huckabee and Winston Riley Thornbull VIII.
Conclusion: So there you have it folks, a brief summary of my week 1 nominees. Please feel free to add your own below, and tell me why you feel that way.
Minor (rage) Edit: I forgot to mention one thing, and I apologize because it is the only rule...but one of the teams must be from a BCS conference.