the just released schedules were a flat-out statement that the B10 doesn't believe SOS will matter in playoff selection
2032
A Brush fire warms but then too it kills.
The Gemenids were the highlight of '31. The middle of December J-Bo in his pained reading rictus got through to the Prior: "There will be meteors. A shower, even, a glorious show for those ain't got cable."
The Prior, by then wizened and intent mostly on the phantom pains emanating from the Roh Stump, nodded mechanically in the way he'd come to. His eyes, yellow when they had a color to speak of were clear later when J-Bo dragged the Prior on top of the overpass. Ragtag and toothless their neighbors oohed and like owls moved necks but not heads and a flipper babby wearing a Scarlett jumper made up-chuck.
J-Bo, in rolls and wrinkles like that babby, a thousand pounds heavier, looked longinly on his partner. The prior said: "J-Bo, I declare our downfall, and the volcano that done swallowed CBus, and all my trials through gout and whatnot, up to and including the botched peener-surgery that tooked old Coach Tre hisself..." The Prior studied his duct-tape loafer. "Well, J, I say that the whole of that sufferin', all our travail, it's abound to be done in '32. I feel the good times, and I smell the iron blood of RichRod near.
Middle of January and the Prior and J-Bo were down to a rancid twizzler and a bouillon cube between them and cold starvation. Before a flatscreen in a storefront, air raid horns all around but snuggled tight their dotted eyes saw RichRod and a press conference. "He's close, Prior." J-Bo cupped one of Prior's cheeks, and not since '09 had that glint he'd seen in the latter's eyes.
"Oh yes, he's close." They kissed.
...to be continued...
The Gemenids were the highlight of '31. The middle of December J-Bo in his pained reading rictus got through to the Prior: "There will be meteors. A shower, even, a glorious show for those ain't got cable."
The Prior, by then wizened and intent mostly on the phantom pains emanating from the Roh Stump, nodded mechanically in the way he'd come to. His eyes, yellow when they had a color to speak of were clear later when J-Bo dragged the Prior on top of the overpass. Ragtag and toothless their neighbors oohed and like owls moved necks but not heads and a flipper babby wearing a Scarlett jumper made up-chuck.
J-Bo, in rolls and wrinkles like that babby, a thousand pounds heavier, looked longinly on his partner. The prior said: "J-Bo, I declare our downfall, and the volcano that done swallowed CBus, and all my trials through gout and whatnot, up to and including the botched peener-surgery that tooked old Coach Tre hisself..." The Prior studied his duct-tape loafer. "Well, J, I say that the whole of that sufferin', all our travail, it's abound to be done in '32. I feel the good times, and I smell the iron blood of RichRod near.
Middle of January and the Prior and J-Bo were down to a rancid twizzler and a bouillon cube between them and cold starvation. Before a flatscreen in a storefront, air raid horns all around but snuggled tight their dotted eyes saw RichRod and a press conference. "He's close, Prior." J-Bo cupped one of Prior's cheeks, and not since '09 had that glint he'd seen in the latter's eyes.
"Oh yes, he's close." They kissed.
...to be continued...
January 17th, 2010 at 11:50 PM | 
what the fuck....
what the fuck....
January 17th, 2010 at 11:55 PM |
I'm so lost
I'm so lost
I'm so lost
January 18th, 2010 at 12:03 AM |
J-Bo must be Justin Boren.
J-Bo must be Justin Boren.
J-Bo must be Justin Boren. The Prior is Pryor (spelled wrong), Coach Tre is Tressell... The Roh Stump implies that Craig Roh tore one of Pryor's arms off. Don't know who CBus is... some other OSU player whose name escapes me.
All in all, what the fuck. Some twisted future thing saying that Michigan beats the crap out of OSU in 2010 and 2009 was the last time that RichRod lost to them, and that he's still coaching in 2032.
MGoGTI
January 18th, 2010 at 12:21 AM |
Cbus is colombus ohio
Cbus is colombus ohio
Cbus is colombus ohio
January 18th, 2010 at 12:10 AM |
Cormac McCarthy
Cormac McCarthy
Is that you?
January 18th, 2010 at 12:20 AM |
hahahaha nice +1 to you sir
hahahaha nice +1 to you sir
hahahaha nice +1 to you sir
January 18th, 2010 at 2:28 PM |
I really hope that you are
I really hope that you are
I really hope that you are alluding to the former king of Munster, and no the greatest author of our time. WOTS is that he is going to supplant that Georgian and become the next coach at UT.
January 18th, 2010 at 12:12 AM |
Head...
Head...
asplode
January 18th, 2010 at 12:24 AM |
not only does this diary suck but...
not only does this diary suck but...
your writing sucks too.
see - "Ragtag and toothless their neighbors oohed and like owls moved necks but not heads and a flipper babby wearing a Scarlett jumper made up-chuck."
Ridiculous sentence that doesn't make sense and tries too hard. Steinbeck you are not.
January 18th, 2010 at 5:30 PM |
Glass houses...
Glass houses...
my friend. Glass houses.
There are no corners in space.
January 18th, 2010 at 12:24 AM |
Best diary ever!
Best diary ever!
Best diary i've seen posted. Amazing. (Sarcmark.)
HAIL TO THE VICTORS VALIANT, HAIL TO THE CONQUERING HEROES!
January 18th, 2010 at 12:34 AM |
The idea of Boren's "pained
The idea of Boren's "pained
The idea of Boren's "pained reading rictus" makes me happy, much more so than the pained rictus I imagine some of the above commenters sporting. Needs more canabalism, though.
January 18th, 2010 at 1:01 AM |
the cake is a lie
the cake is a lie
the cake is a lie
"If they ever catch me, they can have 'em."
January 18th, 2010 at 1:19 AM |
i did not double post.
i did not double post.
i did not double post. nothing to see here, move along.
"If they ever catch me, they can have 'em."
January 18th, 2010 at 1:03 AM |
MgoBadFiction
MgoBadFiction
So much for the literary corner.
If the haters don't hate you then you're doing something wrong. - David Cone
January 18th, 2010 at 1:23 AM |
it's going too far
it's going too far
it's bad enough Pryor's research paper made the internets. now his fan-fic is too?
January 18th, 2010 at 9:24 AM |
Hmmm
Hmmm
Does the year (22 years from now) have something to do with a newborn child?
January 18th, 2010 at 9:48 AM |
Ooops - Double Post
Ooops - Double Post
[EDIT] Double post deleted.
"...what do you say, is it the new Bluesmobile or what?"
"Fix the cigarette lighter."
January 18th, 2010 at 9:47 AM |
WTF?
WTF?
...to be continued...
There's going to be more of this crap? Somebody step in and do something.
I think somebody has read "The Road" one too many times.
"...what do you say, is it the new Bluesmobile or what?"
"Fix the cigarette lighter."
January 18th, 2010 at 11:08 AM |
I thought this was going to be a recruiting update
I thought this was going to be a recruiting update
le sigh
January 18th, 2010 at 11:57 AM |
I mean...
I mean...
...I kinda liked it, this post-apocalyptic world where Boren and Pryor were shells of themselves and lovers, with Pryor sporting the "Roh stump." I guess I'm a sucker for stuff like this, though- I love the Barwis fiction at WLA.
January 18th, 2010 at 12:14 PM |
I am forced to agree.
I am forced to agree.
Although the writing is a little difficult to read in parts, it stirs my recollections of "World War Z." Anything that can make me think of zombies while at work, in addition to coming up with fake quotes that actually sound like TP, is reasonable in my book.
"Coach, if you need one yard, I'll get you three yards. If you need five yards, I'll get you three yards." -Leroy Hoard
January 18th, 2010 at 1:05 PM |
Why!?
Why!?
Why!?
Hail to the Victors!
January 18th, 2010 at 1:46 PM |
Wow.
Wow.
This fan fiction crap is just the sort of thing to be taken to a blog for another team and used as fodder.
January 18th, 2010 at 11:57 PM |
so
so
who cares, man?
we all write shit other people think sucks sometimes. it's not hurting anyone.
great and omniscient Grand Poobah of the WLA
January 19th, 2010 at 2:32 AM |
That reminds me
That reminds me
Yeah everyone hurts people, kills people, steals from you...wait where have I heard that before?
January 19th, 2010 at 9:14 AM |
awful
awful
played meme is played
great and omniscient Grand Poobah of the WLA
January 18th, 2010 at 5:51 PM |
Awesome.
Awesome.
Awesome.
This has nothing to do with Michigan football.
January 18th, 2010 at 7:20 PM |
I vote not awesome. I would
I vote not awesome. I would
I vote not awesome. I would like some of what the OP's been smokin' though.
January 19th, 2010 at 2:43 PM |
when did
when did
L. Ron Hubbard become a Michigan fan?
also: "botched peener-surgery" ftw
what the fuck....
I put up a tough front, but deep down I just want to be held.