landing spot. will be interesting to see how he does.
Let me start off by saying, I’m not that old. I’m 24 (it feels really old compared to 2 years ago when I was graduating). Some of you might read the title and think “Get Off My Lawn” but that’s not what I’m going for. The more and more I’ve thought about the Notre Dame game this year, the more upset I get. I’ve got tickets, I’m going, I’ll love it… but it won’t feel like Michigan Football. I don’t care at all if we have a Fullback, or play a 4-3, that’s not what I mean. What I mean is the Game-day Experience. Yes, this will be the first night game, yes everyone else has night games, and yes, Prime Time exposure, etc. etc. this really seems like a net positive. But part of me thinks that with the whole thing we’ve sold out. I’m a 3rd Generation Michigan Grad, and I love that when I went to games from 2005-2009, it started just like when my mom and dad when to games in the late 70s, and when my grandparents went in the late 40s/early 50s. The Marching Band formed their block M,
the Fanfare M, they played the Victors, the team came out the Tunnel, and they looked like this:
- is that Henne? Devin? Leach?
- is that Arthur Walker, Paul Seymour, Jon Jansen, Jake Long, or Lewan?
Their seats looked like this:
Now, I can’t help but feel that we’re all of a sudden every other team in college football. We’ve got skyboxes (granted, the construction ended up looking great, and I’ve taken the tour, and they’re amazing). We’ve got Lights. We’ve got Special K and we’ve got (allegedly) Maize alternate/throwbacky/cash-grab Jerseys.
So, all the things that I (we?) have claimed to hate throughout the past few seasons we now embody.
Michigan will Take the Field and it will be OMG MAIZE JERZEYS! I CAN BUY JERZEYS?
After Michigan takes the field “I Got a Feelin’“ I know what Special K will play (I feel like every time they went to commercial in this game the damn Black Eyed Peas song played, I know that the movie has AC/DC) - Dunno if embedding is working, but Iowa 2009, when Iowa took the field: (link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TsHF31w8-sU&feature=related)
The Fatcats in their Skyboxes will see the numbers, the ratings, the jersey sales and think that this was successful. And what’s next? Our old scoreboards looked like this
Will our new ones look like this?
Again, I’m excited for the night game, I’m going, I’ll love it, and I hope Denard gets 503 yards and we beat ND 77-0 (with at least 1 Mike Martin Pick 6). But part of me really likes that we’re (we were?) different. I hope to really enjoy the Night Game, but come November, on a Gray Saturday afternoon I’ll bundle up, trudge through snow and slush to my seat which looks like this
to see Michigan play in The Game, hoping the sun peeks through the clouds, and our team will look like this:
And the band will play the Victors and it’ll just feel… right
In the loosely adapted ways of Dante, I present to you the fourth canto of Formerly's Football Inferno. I promise nothing when it comes to grammar, punctuation, logical plots, or anything that normally goes into story writing.
For those of you unfamiliar, Dante walks through each region of hell to learn the sins and punishment by talking to those souls trapped. In the third circle of Dante's hell, home to those committing Gluttony, the souls here must endure endless rain of sludge from the monster Cerberus.
After another endless walk, we finally climbed down into the third circle of hell. In this circle of hell, the windstorms of the second circle turned to a freezing storm of black snow. Temperatures were easily below freezing. Luckily I took my jacket with me to the Michigan game I last left, oh so long ago. Michigan weather is tricky like that. It changes on a whim.
As we pushed on through the circle, we could see large hills all around us, however, people weren't to be seen. As we slid between hills, zigzagging through the valleys that channeled through, you'd occasionally hear a person yell, but not often. After a few yells, I had to ask Davy Crockett just what that horrid screaming was.
"Kid, this is the realm of hell for all those who never once made it to Michigan Stadium. It's a sacred pilgrimage that every Michigan fan must complete at least once in their life. For those that don't they are doomed to spend eternity sitting in a replica of Michigan Stadium, except there is no game.
"They must sit and endure the cold of a night game in December. A black snow blots out the light as their souls must freeze. Each of these hills are actually stadiums built into the ground, filled with twice the normal capacity so the damned will have to feel an even bigger squeeze on space. On top of that, they blast RAWK MUZIK into their ears. It's diabolical."
"That's a harsh penalty," I replied. "Is there exemptions for poor people, those who never visit America, or otherwise?"
"Alas, they do not. If you never make a game, you are damned to hell. It used to be worse though. It used to be if you didn't make an Ohio State game. Hell eventually had to change that. The ADA got wind and claimed there just weren't enough handicapped seats in Michigan Stadium to get all the crippled people of the world into Ohio State games. So Hell sent their lawyer-types, of which there are plenty, and sent them to orchestrate a renovation of Michigan Stadium. The requirement to see an Ohio State game should be mandatory again by 2012."
"Huh," I shrugged. "I guess I take back all those nasty accusations I made about the handicapped ruining the Big House."
"Yeah," agreed Crockett. "They had nothing to do with it. Hell doesn't discriminate. The handicapped are just as worthy of punishment."
"So that screaming I heard, that was the RAWK MUZIK?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's the RAWK MUZIK. Horrible stuff."
"So is there a spirit around I can talk to?"
"Nah, most of the people in these stadiums are losers who never went to a game. You know, like that stereotypical Asian kid who went to the UgLi instead of games. That and ugly girls who are pasty. They have no interest in those around them in life, nor do they have any interest in each other in hell. You don't want to be associated with them do you?"
"Davy, you're a horrible soul. I don't even know if you'd made it into Christian heaven with views like that. That said, I don't want to be associated with those type of people at all. I find they normally smell funny, too. Let's hurry and get out of this damn cold. May we never play night games in November or December ever."
As we walked on, I caught a glimpse of the godzillatron in the sky. Michigan just came back against Wisconsin to win. Ha, what the hell did that Domer loving Grantland Rice know about Michigan's future. The Rodriguez Era has begun. Sucker.
(Special thanks to chunkums for the gif)
I have always been completely in Brian's camp of hating the piped in music at Michigan Stadium. But, I was mowing my lawn today with my ipod on shuffle and Old Time Rock and Roll came on. I couldn't help but laugh thinking of how out of place and odd it was last year when they played that between the third and fourth quarters at I think every game. Really, they don't even play the piano intro. It's just silent, and suddenly you hear, "Just take those old records off the shelf..." really, really loud. Anyway, the more I thought about it, the more I kept chuckling and it got me to thinking that maybe it's so ridiculous that it's kind of cool and they should keep doing it. Maybe it's a mind game to get the other team thinking, "what the hell is this?" Anyway, just saying, I think I like Old Time Rock and Roll...
Use your social media power to voice your opposition to RAWK MUSIC in The Big House. Join this Facebook group, kthxbai.
I attended the game Saturday at Iowa. For those who are in favor of the “preprogrammed disco music” and the incessant noise blaring from loudspeakers, please attend a game away from Michigan Stadium.
The Iowa game experience was one of the worst of my life (and, I have been told, Purdue is much worse!). I have attended several games at MSU and thought they were pure, crass commercialism. Man, was I wrong!
The Iowa band was hardly even given a chance to play – before, during the game, or at halftime (and, this was homecoming). Constant commercials and noise blaring on the jumbotron drowned out any chance of hearing the band or hearing anyone cheer. Why would anyone bother to cheer when no one could possibly hear you? At one point I completely lost it and yelled (in vain). “Please, dear god, make it stop. Where is the mute button? I use my DVR so I don’t have to listen to this crap. Please, make it stop, Please make it stop.”
My family has had University of Michigan season football tickets for 4 generations. Until this year, do you realize how privileged we are to have a university that values and upholds tradition and the college experience?
For me, some of the many joys of game day (until this year): spending 3-4 hours without any artificially enhanced noise; the joy of screaming along with tens of thousands of other fans knowing we could actually be heard; singing the Victors, hearing the band play, and hearing other fans sing along; clapping and yelling the “Let’s go blue cheer.
The artificial noise has already started to drown out the fans and the band. We have started down a path that will lead to evil incarnate unless it is stopped.
Just saw this in a comment thread over at EDSBS. I noticed at the game on Saturday that the RAWK music was played almost up to the second the ball was snapped by ND and wondered if there were any regulations on the timing of when, and how long, music could be played. I've been to games in Columbus, and seem to remember that the music was shut down long when a team broke the huddle. During the ND game, the music was played much longer, even to the point where the ND offense was at the line.
Here's the thread from a bitter ND fan at EDSBS:
"Okay, I made my first trip to the Big House for the game last weekend. Although I left thoroughly depressed, I had a great time. 99.9% of the Michigan fans were great, as was the tailgating atmosphere on the golf course before and after the game.
My one complaint? Not the refs, not Weis’ playcalling, not our failure to execute. It was the music played by Michigan when ND was on offense, AFTER the team had broken the huddle and DURING Clausen’s cadence. Honestly, I think this contributed more to the “noise” of Michigan Stadium more than the 107,000 or whatever in attendance.
NCAA Rule 9-2-1(b)(6) provides that persons subject to the rules, including bands, shall not create any noise that prohibits a team from hearing its signals. Rule 1-1-6 dictates that public-address announcers, audio and video system operators, and other persons affiliated with the teams or institutions are subject to the rules. During almost the entire second half there would routinely be (crappy) pump-up music played from the end of one play through the snap of the next.
Is my complaint nit-picky and the result of the taste of Michigan’s collective ass in my mouth? Youbetcha. However, if you were at the game you would know what I am talking about. Michigan has never had the reputation of being a loud stadium, and any claim to being so, in my estimation, is due to the noise being piped in and not the fans.
That being said, who the hell knows whether the music played any role in ND’s bed-shitting. My guess is no, but it still pissed me off. Good day."
I disagree with the allegation that the music was played "through the snap." However, I can attest that it was played while ND was at the line. Wondering if ND has pitched this bitch to the NCAA, and whether anything will come of it.