"What (Michigan coaches) told me is that they're focusing on point guards right now, but if anything opens up, they'll definitely come back on and recruit me as hard as they were," said Towns
I awoke early this morning. I had to sit up in bed and quickly hold my torso to stop the turning going on inside. I felt like throwing up, I felt like punching my guy, I felt like peeing on a stick to explain this sudden morning sickness. No, it's not some sort of Schwarzenegger type scenario in which I am going to comically go through pregnancy. It's the same feeling that I wake up with at least one Saturday every November. It's the flames of passion and hatred that storm through my belly and out my urinal tract (which strangely reminds me of Spring Break). Today is the day gentlemen (and possibly a presumably sexy female), today is the day that "the horror" ends. And when the dust settles from the plane crash in the mountains, it is today when we find out either we are all dead and that this was the worst thing to happen to our college football lives, or whether we all have survived this nightmare. Except for the co-pilot of course, but he's anti-semetic.
It has always been said that the importance of the Michigan-ohio state game is so great, that if one team were to lose all their games, but win "The Game", that the season would be a good one. Today is the closest we have ever come to that statement, so we get to try it out.
This game is the one where I, and many others, pull out all the stops to ensure that nothing interrupts this game. I have already ordered and refrigerated my pizza for today's game so that I can just pull it out at halftime, I will turn my cellphone off, I will unplug the internet, I will lock the door to my bedroom, and I will watch this game on the edge of my seat with every ounce of emotion I have in my sumo-wrestler-like physique poured into my 27" standard definition TV. Why, because this is the way it's been done since I was 13.
This year has a new coach, and new system, new logo on the jersey, a bunch of guys I hadn't heard of before the Utah game, and of course, a never before seen record. Yet somethings remain the same. Michigan travels to Columbus, they will be booed, they will be taunted, they will face the gapped toothed faces of so many cousin fuckers it's unimaginable to the normal human being. And when it is all over, I will either celebrate like hell, or I will hide under the blankets and replay every disastrous moment from the game in my head over and over, until I get hungry and have to get more pizza.
Go Blue! And remember, no matter what: It's Great To Be A Michigan Wolverine!
So here we are, the morning after. Unlike your midnight romp with that cute girl wearing the nicely fitting Brady jersey that one night, there is no pill to fix what happened yesterday. This morning's pill maybe harder to swallow than that one as well, seeing as how it's been a while since Sparty beat us. But here is my point, it's going to be alright.
I will not say anything to try and excuse what happened yesterday. We got beat, everyone from the coaches to the players made bad decisions, hell even the refs had a questionable call in our favor. But it's not the end of the world or the program.
Many Michigan haters are having a field day, and it sucks. I hate trying to go to a message board about college football and constantly seeing everyone from East Lansing down to South Bend over to Columbus talking shit about how bad we have been this year. Let it go, everyone is entitled to a bad season, unfortunately our last one was 41 years ago, so everyone that has been quiet for all those years has recently found a voice.
It hurts to lose to a team that, to be honest, I hardly remember the last time we lost to (not because of age, but because it was 7 years ago). It happens, we couldn't go on for the rest of existence without losing to MSU. It doesn't help that Mike Hart (God love him) made some inflammatory (yet hilarious) comments last year, and that Brandon Graham (played like a monster yesterday) guaranteed a win. It also hurts that Dantonio has become a harbinger of anger for many UofM fans because of his pissing match with a 5'9" player.
This season has been tough, and it won't get any easier. But some of the namecalling and pissing and moaning about the system and the coaches and players needs to stop. It's not the coaches fault that they don't have players for their system, and it's not the fault of the players that their ability doesn't fit the system. Calling for the heads of 18-19 year olds because they made a bad decision is low class and Columbus-esque. It needs to stop. Criticizing the coaches is funny to me, Rich Rodriquez makes millions of dollars to do what he does, you eat pretzels and drink beer while neglecting the lawn work.
The end result will pay off, if you can bear with the means. Give it time, and for the time being, take deep breaths, and remember that no matter what, it will always be great to be a Michigan Wolverine.