Getting buried alive with a smirk on my face.
Michigan football.......some people love and some people hate it. Those that love it,love it to it's very core. They love the tradtion,the champingships,the unbelieveable moments,but most of all the players and coaches that sacrifice everything. These "kids" give us memories we will live with the rest of our lives. we will tell of there feats years on down the road as if they were like some kind of world changing events. Many of these "kids" will never know us but know that we are out there and for that they will push that much harder.
The coaches know the fans all too well. They hear the stock broker telling him what he "should" have done on this play or that. They will hear the plumber telling him what a great job they are doing. They hear both sides of a love that cant please anyone all the time.Yet they keep their faith in what they are doing even when "some" question it.Why and how can they do this? Easy,they see what we cant. The bigger picture,the future and all the possibilities that come with it.
Outsiders will laugh and mock when they see a champion laying broken and bleeding. They come from all over to pronounce the death of a once great champion hoping that he really is dead and buried. what they dont realize is that champion just had to stop and adjust his plan.As the outsiders leave to dream of taking that champions place,they dont realize he is calling on something the others dont have....heart. The heart of the players and coaches that give everything they have to make something work that others doubt. The heart of a tradtion that the beats can be felt throughout practice fields and into the locker rooms. most of important the hearts of the fans that never turn their back even when they are down. The fans that know that something special is coming closer by the day. the fans that see 'kids" from all over coming to be apart of a champion when others would rather bury something that isnt even dead yet.
The day of a champions rise is near.Will you be cheering or will you be one of those still throwing dirt?
The coaches know the fans all too well. They hear the stock broker telling him what he "should" have done on this play or that. They will hear the plumber telling him what a great job they are doing. They hear both sides of a love that cant please anyone all the time.Yet they keep their faith in what they are doing even when "some" question it.Why and how can they do this? Easy,they see what we cant. The bigger picture,the future and all the possibilities that come with it.
Outsiders will laugh and mock when they see a champion laying broken and bleeding. They come from all over to pronounce the death of a once great champion hoping that he really is dead and buried. what they dont realize is that champion just had to stop and adjust his plan.As the outsiders leave to dream of taking that champions place,they dont realize he is calling on something the others dont have....heart. The heart of the players and coaches that give everything they have to make something work that others doubt. The heart of a tradtion that the beats can be felt throughout practice fields and into the locker rooms. most of important the hearts of the fans that never turn their back even when they are down. The fans that know that something special is coming closer by the day. the fans that see 'kids" from all over coming to be apart of a champion when others would rather bury something that isnt even dead yet.
The day of a champions rise is near.Will you be cheering or will you be one of those still throwing dirt?
Wot is you bangin on about?
lol "kids"
but this is slightly creepy.
is this?
Only 48 days until the first game.
sniff....
Huh, jump back, kiss myself
For those with short attention spans like me, here is a summary of the above post:
- Coaches, stock brokers, plumbers and "kids" form a rectangle of love. That rectangle is also known as a "champion."
- A champion lies in his grave. Everyone thinks he is dead. They are throwing dirt on him.
- But the champion is not dead. He is just taking some time "to stop and adjust his plan." While lying in his grave, adjusting his plan, and having dirt thrown on him, he is smiling.
- Soon the champion will rise from his grave. Some will be cheering him. Some assholes will still be throwing dirt.
All that sounds like a really ridiculous summary. How can I be sure it isn't a joke?
"If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all"
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Shit, this is hard
This was a nice attempt, and the poster obviously loves Michigan football, so credit is due. It was a little rambling but that can be fixed.
... so long as we don't sacrifice our proud tradition of sportsmingship.
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