The Story, 2010: Step Forth Comment Count

Brian

Part one of the season preview. Previous editions: 2008, 2009.

About a month ago the series of posts about the last decade of Michigan football struck upon the worst 11 plays the program suffered through since everyone started wearing those sunglasses with zeroes in them on New Year's Eve. The commenters were united in their opinion of these posts:

face-meltI was with them. But it seemed not only wrong but impossible to evaluate the last decade of Michigan football without enumerating the many offenses we have suffered. The story of the aughts was Roman decline. Skipping straight to Mario Manningham with one second on the clock would have been fiddling in the ruins.

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It's about seven AM on the first game week of the 2010 season. Since I am a blogger and was an engineer before that, the last time I was up this early I was 19, in the second and last of the nepotistic internships I spent the first couple summers in college fiddling away at. My mom did the driving, so she set the schedule, and I spent a couple summers groggily pawing for an alarm clock with an "6" in the hour column and sulkily resenting how useless caffeine was for me. Mornings make me stabby.

But I'm up and the feed reader's here. This is what it provides around 7 AM on August 30th, 2010:

  • Yost from the M-Zone unearths himself after two years of retirement to photoshop Jim Delany, David Brandon, Gene Smith, and Gordon Gee onto the horsemen of the apocalypse.
  • UM Tailgate commemorates ten(!) years on the internet by reminiscing about old times when there were bowl streaks existed and no one wondered if the coach would get fired.
  • Maize and Go Blue emerges from long hibernation itself to survey the state of the program, addressing the "constant ridicule" he is "bombarded with."
  • In the aftermath of last night's Mad Men, GIF PARTY deploys this, in which we are Ken Cosgrove and Pete Campbell is the universe:

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  • The AP has another story on the one thing that seems to generate good press about the program: a Christmas Eve car crash in 2007 that killed people near and dear to Elliott Mealer, tore his rotator cuff, and paralyzed his brother.

It's been a ragged, weary summer, one that followed a frustrating collapse and a false but panicky NCAA apocalypse and the crater of '08 and I feel like I've been talking about how tired and frustrated and burned out I am for years now—the first sentence of last year's Story was "I'm tired"—which only makes the conversing about how it's tough out there for a Michigan fan more tedious and wearying and makes you want to go idle your time away on anything other than, say, the Ohio State UFR, missing for the second consecutive year. What felt like diagnosis and honesty last year now just feels like whining.

A brief survey of themes from last year's game columns:

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EMO WHINING

Get Out Of My Cab

I've got no real analysis of either team other than they're both worse than I thought. I'm burning out after two years of almost unrelenting misery, and looking forward to football season being over for the third straight year. I mean, when Michigan was down to Purdue in the second half, some fan ten or twenty rows behind me kept shouting "they've got no heart" over and over again as the guy in the row in front of me called for Rodriguez's firing. Having a conversation about Michigan football right now is trying to remember that episode of GI Joe where Destro finds a secret ninja manual in a volcano*** that allows him to kill people with precisely-applied touches: if you can just remember where the red dots are you can spare everyone a lot of pain.

EMO WHINING WITH MORRISSEY TITLE

The Sea Wants To Take Me

A serious thematic analysis of the Wisconsin game is pointless. Michigan's defense is exactly as horrifying as it's been all year. Everyone wants to fight each other in the liveblog. When the MGoPosse assembled to record this week's podcast, Paul said "at least we didn't muff a punt" and I responded "they didn't punt." (It turns out they did punt once in the first half, and Junior Hemingway misjudged a short one, almost fumbling it.)

EMO WHINING CONSISTING ENTIRELY OF MORRISSEY LYRICS

October Spawned A Monster

Love, that November October
Is a time
Which I must
Put out of my mind

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Oh, one fine day
Let it be soon
She won't be rich or beautiful
But she'll be walking your streets
In the clothes that she went out
And chose for herself

THE GENESIS OF THE OVERUSE OF "DONG" ON THE MESSAGE BOARD WITH MORRISSEY REFERENCE… AND WHINING!

The Only Thing Corey Liuget And I Will Ever Have In Common

To paint with broad strokes, I probably don't have much in common with 6'3", 290 pound black guys from Miami who think it's a good idea to play for Ron Zook. Our worlds are unlikely to intersect at a Lil Wayne show or the Ann Arbor Film Festival. Cory Liuget has probably never thought to himself "that reminds me of a Morrissey song." Of late, I think that all the time.

But at around 6:30 on October 31st, 2009, we both felt like we had been punched in the dong. In Liuget's case, this is because he had been punched in the dong:

In my case, and probably in yours, you had not actually been punched in the dong unless you had decided at some point that going outside with your buddies and punching each other in the dongs was preferable to watching the metaphorical dong-punching that started when Roy Roundtree's knee hit the ground at the one yard line and has not, to my knowledge, stopped. If you managed to miss this play and its aftermath because you were outside getting punched in the dong, congratulations: this is the one and only time when your decision-making skills will ever be regarded above average. Punch yourself in the dong in celebration.

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It is evidently my opinion that Morrissey sums up Michigan football of late better than anything else, and, well, yeah. Fey, petulant, wildly schizophrenic, once part of something great and now stuck in a self-loathing rut, extremely likely to fumble anything it's carrying if hit by a 250-pound linebacker, Michigan is Southpaw Grammar/Malajusted-era Morrissey to atomic precision.

But then there are the Mealers, who don't so much put the above rending of fishnet shirts in perspective as obliterate the petty concerns of everyone who pays into the fandom industry just so their boring lives can sometimes feel titanic. Elliott's mother from that AP article above:

"I questioned why I missed my opportunity to go to heaven," Shelly Mealer said Sunday night in a telephone interview as her voice cracked with emotion. "Still, I have my moments wondering if I can do this. But I know I'm here to take care of the boys because my husband always was the one who led us in his positive and optimistic way."

Elliott himself:

Elliott Mealer still feels a sense of regret and guilt for offering his girlfriend the outside seat in the back the car because she was feeling ill.

"It could've been prevented, I guess, and it could've been me," he said softly. "It's kind of a difficult thing to think about."

Elliott's brother Brock was told he'd never walk again and the "best he could hope for" was for the pain to go away in time.

Right now it's easy to be the world's most cynical man ("I don't always drink beer, but when I do I make sure to remind everyone it's made from rice and by Belgians"). This site's already thrown up Henri the Otter of Ennui and packed it in with the site slogan, until recently "nevermind, PANIC aaaaeeieieie," and every hot seat list has Rich Rodriguez foremost on the chopping block. The secondary preview begins with "what's the point of anything?" Penn State fans with short memories are making each other's dangly bits tingle by speculating about whether Michigan will ever come back. I just told that New York audience that I don't think Rodriguez is going to make it.

Brock Mealer's going to walk, though. On Saturday he's going to get up and walk under the MGoBlue banner in an act of defiance aimed at no one in particular. From the outside, what happened to Elliott Mealer and his family looks like an event that would physically and emotionally cripple anyone it happened to. It's orders of magnitude beyond any of the things I—we—have felt sorry for ourselves about over the past couple years. Something in them was resilient, though, and with the aid of this staff they'll reclaim a small part something they thought lost on Saturday.

They can—probably already have—transfer this to the people around them. As I said about Manningham :01:

In the end, the game served as a reminder that bitterness is no fun, faith is rewarded, the kids on the field are more resilient than we are, and sometimes they can let us borrow some of that.

For both us and the team it's time to put away the eyeliner and walk.

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Comments

Rasmus

August 30th, 2010 at 12:42 PM ^

Like get this problem with quotes at the start of comments fixed. Change the site banner to the one you like best. Walk the dog. Anything, really.

I just told that New York audience that I don't think Rodriguez is going to make it.

Dave Brandon just sacrificed the Michigan-Ohio State game for the good of the conference, so everyone else can have either Michigan or Ohio State in their division. Nobody wanted to be in a division without either us or them. That should make you feel good about Michigan football -- when push comes to shove, we are still the freaking gold standard in the Big Ten.

Do you really think a guy like that, who finds himself between a rock and a hard place and then tries gamely to sell it, is going to fold on Rodriguez before his contract ends? Or do you mean this team isn't going to win more than 5 games this year? Or do you mean this team isn't going to be very good in 2011? Please explain...

maximus_spaniard

August 30th, 2010 at 12:49 PM ^

... I would have a "defeatist" attitude about things that I hoped for. My reasoning was "If I expect the worst, I won't be disappointed". But guess what, by having a mindset of expecting the worst, that is exactly what I got!

So, even when certain things hint of doom (our secondary), some hint of great things about to happen (more experienced QB's, O-Line, more experienced D-Line, more senior leadership, team hunger, unity). I have a feeling this is a team on a mission that is going to surprise everyone in a great way. Just a hunch...

GO FREAKING BLUE!!!!!!

Johnnybee123

August 30th, 2010 at 12:50 PM ^

Wow, Brian.  This blog is an incredible venue for Michigan fans, but I gotta say, this post is pretty depressing.  I think that you should save some of the sourness until at least after week 2 when it might be appropriate (hopefully much, much longer). 

Counting down to kickoff Saturday is like counting down to Christmas.  And on Christmas Eve, you just told us that Santa Claus isn't real.

JimBobTressel-0

August 30th, 2010 at 12:52 PM ^

The aughts are fucking over.

Here's to a new decade filled with championships and Heismans.

 

Geaux Blue

stillMichigan

August 30th, 2010 at 12:56 PM ^

The fact that this is part one gives me hope that Brian will spring some positive vibes on us. I really respect his opinion and this post was a bummer. I feel much more optimistic than he, and hope he's wrong but I can relate to being bummed. I appreciate his honesty so when he does feel good about the program it will be obvious. I think he's wrong tho. I expect good things this year.

cp4three2

August 30th, 2010 at 1:10 PM ^

Seems like it's going over half of the posters' heads, but it completely encapsulates where we are and what needs to happen come Saturday.  Steady defiance should be what we feel instead of fraudulent triumphalism. That's why this is the best place to read about Michigan athletics.

Chunks the Hobo

August 30th, 2010 at 1:06 PM ^

Is there gonna be a pre-game MGoPodcast this week? That would rock.

I, for one, firmly believe Michigan will whup UConn's collective ass. 

(Although if we don't, I will very closely resemble sloppy drunk Don Draper, only a lot uglier and with no women blowing me while I pass out. Aw hell, who I am kidding? That's how I always am.)

Blazefire

August 30th, 2010 at 1:06 PM ^

I can see now in the last sentence how you mention that it's time to stop being emo, but you never actually address a single positive issue outside of Brock. I hate to think that the ONLY thing positive you can find about the team is nowhere close to the product we will put on the field.

yossarians tree

August 30th, 2010 at 1:29 PM ^

summary is really very good. It paints the arc of Michigan's swoon to mediocrity very well, beginning with the latter Carr years and bottoming out (hopefully) with last season's 7 game losing streak. Barring a disaster this season, Rodriguez deserves to fully implement his program and his roster. Patience, fans...

w2j2

August 30th, 2010 at 2:23 PM ^

"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day."

MaizenBlueBP

August 30th, 2010 at 3:33 PM ^

I will always stand up and fight for our Michigan Wolverines.  I'll be a die-hard fan til the end of time.  I'm all in for this team, this coach, and this system.  If Brian Cook wants to sell the team out before the season starts then that's his opinion.  You can agree with it or don't.  I believe RR does make it, and turn this bitch into a winning machine.  I understand the pain of the last few seasons.  Hell I drove 12 hours to watch Michigan lose to Toledo in 08, I punched myself in the dong the entire way back home.  But I never waivered.  Bring on the Huskies boys!!! GO BLUE

Yellowdart00

August 30th, 2010 at 3:57 PM ^

It's posts like these that make this blog worth reading. Although we all have an overwhelming sense of DOOM we need to remain defiant and support our boys, just like the Mealers.

HAIL!

smwilliams

August 30th, 2010 at 6:17 PM ^

...if it's true. For those who are upset with the doom and gloom season preview, what would you have him write.

Hooray. Michigan is going to go 12-0 this year and win the BCS Championship 100 to zip. That's the way you go from a very, very respected wordsmith on Michigan football to somebody the internet would be quick to label a HOMER.

Fandom doesn't require optimism. It requires support.

Bonus Lebowski quote:

"Sometimes you eat the bar. And, well, sometimes the bar eats you."

Token_sparty

August 30th, 2010 at 8:51 PM ^

You left out a perfect opportunity to put some Blazing Saddles YouTube on this hear blog:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=au5f6pMgN2s (embedding disabled by request of some nimrod who gets off by denying me my God-given right to giggle like a fool at the thought of everyone clicking on that video.  Damn you, Stratedox, damn you to hell!)

Personally, I think Lily von Schtupp said it best.  But then again, I'm actually going (GASP!) to the UConn game- my wife's good friend has a boy who needs to go to his first football game and be educated on the finer points of the 3-3-5 and zone read.

I'm very disappointed in you, Brian.  Morrissey will never in a million years be as cool or as funny as "Where are the white women at?"