I envy you guys. International fees made me consider other schools.
well that's just, like, your opinion, man
I envy you guys. International fees made me consider other schools.
Had to settle for university of Windsor (guessing by your name you attend the UofW?). Went for two years and left to work.
yeah the international fees were killer. i ended up at uwo and then finished up at windsor. i did well on my sat's and was accepted to michigan but it just wasn't in the stars (...but in my mind i'll forever be another "jordan kovacs walk-on" that could've been haha)
It was beyond us financially for me to attend as an intl. student, so I ended up at my hometown Concordia U.
Regretted it a lot over the years but couldn't have pulled it off. I am now putting the $ aside for either / both of my daughters to attend one day, should they be accepted and want to (severe brainwashing on the latter point makes it a near given).
I kid. I kid.
Wanted to go Michigan since I was a young lad. I don't know exactly when I decided I liked Michigan, and its kinda weird since most of my family are either OSU or ND fans. I think the superior sports really drew me in when I was in my younger teens, and the superior academics won me over in my later high school years.
My general take is that Michigan is a very easy school to love when you are a kid, and equally easy to hate if you didn't go and you are older.
...I loved it so much, I went to Michigan twice!
I went three times, but it only resulted in two degrees (dropped out of PhD program.)
Both of my parents were alums, and I grew up bleeding maize and blue. Never wanted to go anywhere else. Only other school I got into and considered was Duke, but I decided to choose the better basketball school. Yup.
Jokes aside, I'm in the engineering school here and I can't imagine many better engineering schools, it's really top-notch here. Throw in my in-state tuition and a scholarship they gave me and it was a nice package.
But really what did it is the campus life here. Not only do you get a fantastic education, Ann Arbor is a wonderful city, the social scene here is awesome for every type of person, and of course, Michigan athletics!
Both parents went to U of M. Only school to which I applied. Met my wife while in school there. Go Blue!
Same deal with my parents, met there in Markley. They were class of 88 though. I've actually gone to the same high school (GPS) and college as my mom now which is sorta neat. They were both Econ majors though, but for whatever reason I applied engineering and now have no idea what I want to do with it but having fun with it nonetheless.
Should we buckle up?
I made my name too close to my real name not really caring about it, but the Damien, Deion, and David Harris jokes are kinda funny
I was in 3rd grade when Desmond won the Heisman Trophy and the Fab Five's first year. It left an impression on me. I had a Rose Jersey the next year for fourth grade, so I was kind of a bad ass. This was growing up in southern Illinois, so I was a minority. It was destiny!
I've been watching them every Saturday in the fall with my dad since I was 7. I've been committed for a while.
Rejected by Stanford, Cal, Cornell.
In hindsight, all the admissions officers did me a great favour.
One of my biggest regrets is not exploring the opportunity. I was seventeen and dumb when my brother convinced me to check out universities in AZ. I was a stupid kid that was blown away that the campus was littered with palm trees and that the weather was perfect in Tempe. Now, older and wiser I wonder what could have been. Great friends of mine attended M and I made an annual trip to AA to visit and always had a great time on Geddes but wouldn't exchange my experience in Tempe for anything. However, I will take wondering about AA to the grave. I haven't spent that much time there and it is still enough to understand it's a special place.
I went to grad school at ASU and spent 6 yrs there for a PhD. I sorta assumed it would be a college town like Ann Arbor, but it was night and day. A2 had a ~1.5 mile radius around campus that was maybe 70% students. ASU is in suburban sprawl hell, full of strip malls and condos and pretty much impossible to walk anywhere. Lots of hot girls (became distracting when I was teaching at times), but vapid. House parties spilling out the front door on every block on the weekends in A2 vs. shitty club scene in Tempe/Scottsdale.
For undergrad I chose btw/ UVA and UM because I wanted a combination of the best value, academics, athletics, and social life. I went down to visit UVA and found out that it was hard to find kind bud (this was '96, and I was a phish loving hippie back then) and that guys wore suits and girls wore Laura Ashley to football games. Found out about hash bash in A2 and was sold. Best decision I've ever made.
Being an in-state with no ties to MSU or UM, it's really a no brainer. UM was always my dream school, and I'll never forget coming home from a school retreat and checking my email at 2:00 AM to see that I had been accepted into the University of Michigan. It was surreal and I'll never forget waking my parents up to tell them. Brings back a lot of memories.
list that never opens up. All that needs to be said. I happened to apply in a year where UM had record applications at the time.
It ended up working out ok in the end, I attended a great school met some wonderful people and it changed me forever.
I just wish I could have said that about the University of Michigan.
I am in Lansing now. I fucking hate it.
We all do. We all do.
Grew up there, but moved to GR a few years ago, and do not miss that place at all. The difference in attitude between the people there and here is eye opening, and the trajectory of both cities seem to be going in opposite directions.
I was 8 when I watched that play, and I never wanted to go anywhere else from that day forward. I applied to one other school, Michigan Tech, and planned to transfer from there after a year if I didn't get into Michigan. But, I did, so yeah. Easy choice.
I was at that game with a bunch of teammates. In those days if you played varsity football you could simply contact a university and they would give you recruit tickets. Anyway, eight of us are sitting in recruit seats behind the bench and on a very hot day and seven are us want to beat the traffic. I heard the stadium erupt a few times on the way out and I haven't left a game early since. My girlfriend hates me.
Yeah, that game was brutally hot. I remember going to some restaurant immediately after the game and downing about nine Cokes. Plus for the first 52 minutes or so it didn't look like there was any way on Earth that M was going to come back. But I stayed, fortunately.
That was my first trip to the Big House, and is not an insignificant part of why I went to Michigan. I grew up in Kalamazoo, but my dad was a Nebraska fan so I didn't have any allegiance to Michigan schools besides what I picked up from friends. My best friend's dad took us to the Virginia game (I was in middle school), and I can still picture the excitement throughout the stadium at the end of the game. From where I was standing, I could see Hayes racing for the corner, and the ball arcing to the corner, but then the both disappeared behind the crowd, and I couldn't see anything but I could tell was that the ball was clearly overthrown. And then the stadium went nuts, and I knew he had made the catch after all. It was glorious.
I figured I would likely go to Michigan since I was in-state and loved computer science, although I looked around at other top engineering schools around the country. I probably would have gone to Michigan even if there wasn't a football team, but that game, plus several more that I went to with my sister (who I followed to Michigan), turned Michigan from the logical choice to a choice I was very excited about.
I'm looking to transfer over to the good guys.
Growing up listening to Ufer, going to some games with my dad, I fell in love with the mystique. Later, realized how great the academics were.
Guess I went there because I was accepted and didn't know the full extent of just how many loans I would have to take out eventually. Those 4 years went by in a haze of highs, lows, great friends, numbing loneliness, studying, much procrastination, craziness, insanity, and dead boring all rolled into one.
7 years later, when I walk pass certain streets in California, I can close my eyes and feel myself walking past the Chem building.
Coming from South America I knew nothing about Michigan except rankings computer engineering and business (the two things I studied). Decided on UM over CMU, Northwestern, Columbia, Duke and Penn. when I did so everyone started telling me "Go Blue" and I had no idea what they were talking about. I arrived in Ann Arbor in August '96... By September '96 half my wardrobe was Michigan related and my obsession was born.
Can you sing The Victors in Spanish?
Vivan los ganadores
no hay nadie mejor
Vivan los ganadores
Campeones del país
Viva Viva Michigan los campeones del oeste
God, that sounds weird, like listening to the Simpsons in Spanish
Im not sure if i am writing this because im drunk, but i've never been at ann arbor and im not even american... im one of those fans that get to know and fall in love with the school, because of knowing people who went there... that plus the fact that i found the history and tradition very likable, its easy to fell in love with a school like that... i might be what some people refer to as a walmart wolverine, nevertheless one of the goals i have in life is to attend a game at michigan stadium. I have been a fan, that follows recruitment, and watches every game for at least 5 years now btw...
All are welcome. The term Walmart Wolverine is used only by jealous MSU fans
Fell in love the first time I saw those wings!
UM over Duke, MIT and Johns Hopkins...not sure what the final decision would have been if Dartmouth had said "yes" instead of "maybe".
... Don't laugh, but compared to VA tech, GA Tech, etc the overall male to female ratio of 1:1 at Michigan made my decision a no-brainer as an engineer. Too bad no one told me about 9 out of 10 girls in the B1G...
9 out of 10 girls? Plz elaborate...
There is an old joke that goes, "Nine out of ten girls in the Big Ten are gorgeus. The tenth one goes to..."
I put that one up there with the joke about MSU grads putting their diplomas in their car windows to get handicap parking, or the "N" on Nebraska's helmets standing for knowledge.
My wife is an alum and ridiculously hot so there.
But yeah, she's somewhat of an anomaly
offering the engineering program I was interested in (Naval Architecture). I applied to one other school that was a very small private college on Long Island offering free tuition. I was not accepted there, but was at Michigan. It was a no-brainer since I was also a huge Michigan basketball and football fan in high school. The amazing thing too was there had to be almost 40 people from my high school graduating class who also went to Michigan. That doesn't happen today, as in those days in the 1970's they U-M was taking in a lot more in-state students and less international (for example).
I've been deferred and have wrote essays to the admissions office and I desperately want to go to UM. Guys I know just apply because how good sports or party life is but growing up in AA for a part of my life. I've always been in love with the entire place. Wish me luck!
Oneoption if you don't get in initially is go somewhere else for a couple of years and transfer in to U-M as a junior. My older daughter did this and is now at Michigan. In her case, it was Northern Michigan and Washtenaw Community College. The trick is to get high grades and to make sure the credits you're taking are transferable to U-M. Fortunately, they have people at U-M who will help with this, and I know WCC does too.
Transfer in after one year. You'll still be in the dorms with people your age and you'll be the cool friend that turns 21 before anyone else in your group. Just be prepared and willing to buy.
Seriously, though, I transfered in after 1 year and didn't miss a beat. Don't wait until your junior year.
I only applied to 5 schools. Yale (had a letter from the then president of the school and thought what the hell), UPenn (wanted to go into business at the time, turns out they're pretty good at it), U Chicago (liked the city), Calvin (parents alma mater), and Michigan. Got into Michigan early, honors college and sat on it. Waitlisted at Yale, rejected at Penn, accepted at Calvin (never really an option, only did it to make my mom happy) and then was waiting on U chicago. When they rejected me in February because my application was incomplete (letter of rec never sent, got it handed to me by my english teacher in the addressed envelope later that month, she didn't think to just send it...) I accepted my acceptance at Michigan. At the time I knew little of the athletics and really just that it was a good school and in state tuition. Best decision I've ever made/had made for me.
/never even considered applying to state, felt it was beneath me haha
I grew up a Michgan sports fan, and was looking at architecture progams, but I only ended up applying to Calvin (dad and grandparents alma mater) and the Illinois Institute of Technology. I had started the Michigan application, and honestly I can't remember why I didn't finish and submit it. I was not a very diligent student my last year and half of high school, and looking back, my grades and test scores probably weren't good enough for Michigan.
Anyway, I ended up at Calvin and had an awesome 4 years there, along the way deciding architecture wasn't exactly what I was looking for anyway. Decided to attend grad school and actually finished the Michigan application that time around choosing Ann Arbor over New Brunswick, NJ and Rutgers for urban and regional planning.
My ENTIRE family bleeds maize and blue (except they also pseudo support State since I have a couple sisters that go to school there now), so when I got my acceptance letter, it was, without a doubt, the easiest decision of my life.
I applied a few other places, but Michigan was the only school I ever really considered. Wayne State offered a full ride, but it wasn't worth it. And honestly, at that time, MIchigan was by the far the cheapest good school I could go to. With in-state tuition and scholarships, costs were maybe a third of Northwestern or Univ. Chicago. And it was still cheaper than a bunch of lesser private schools in state.
I have absolutely no regrets on my choice. However, I do regret not studying more and taking more advantage of all the resources and courses available while I was a Michigan student. In the middle of it all, I didn't fully realize what a great privilege and opportunity I had been given.
Yes! I did learn a lot, and I use what I learned in my job and life. But I would love to have the time and $ to go back and do another bachelors degree.
I am glad you included that second paragraph. I too feel like I could have gotten even more out of my UM experience, had I been a little more serious and a lot more mature at the time. Things have worked out alright for me regardless, but I do kind of kick myself for basically investing a disproportionate share of my college years on drinking and partying rather than focusing on my education. C'est la vie, I guess.
But how many classes do you remember really well, and how many experiences with your friends stand out?
That settled it.
My mother is a Michigan alum and many of my parents' closest friends from the old neighborhood in the meaner section of Northville were as well, so I grew up immersed in the "Michigan culture" to a certain extent. As early as about 7 years old, I was begging to go to football and basketball games, and my parents obliged, and when they couldn't take me, our neighbors did (along with their kids).
By the time applying to schools came around in high school, I applied to and was accepted at schools as diverse as USC (YTUSC), Vanderbilt and even Columbia. Still, like virtually everyone around me, I bled maize and blue, and when the Michigan letter came, it was the only one that I did a victory lap around the subdivision for, as it was truly where I wanted to be. More practically, of course, there was also the matter of paying for a school that was by then (for we had since moved to Saline) about 15 minutes from home versus one that was hundreds, even a couple thousand miles distant. I have never looked back and second-guessed that decision - I received a wonderful education from Michigan that supports my success today.
When I was applying to dental schools, Univ. of the Pacific (San Francisco) was #1, Harvard #2, Michigan #3. Did not care to go to Cali since I had been in CT for undergrad. Did so well on the DAT that I was cocky and applied late. Thought that I would take a year off if necessary. Accepted by Harvard and aOSU, (I lived in Ohio), and Michigan shook their head and said if I had applied earlier I was in, but their class was full and that I was their first alternate. Decided to pass on Columbus, Harvard focused too much on research, so it was going to be a year off. Woohoo! Until...I am sweating working at a summer job in late July, and I receive a call from the admissions guy who interviewed me and he said someone dropped, would I like to come. I asked him if I could think about it. He said, "NO, I have a list of people that want to get in here. So I need to know now." With customers waiting, I said yes and hung up and called my mom. She asked all sorts of questions like, how are we paying for it, when does it start, where will you live, etc. so I had to make a few calls. But, I became a Michigan fan in highschool, because the aOSU fans were idiots and I loved the colors, history and reputation of the school. Now my operatories are full of Michigan football artwork and even a stuffed wolverine, section 1 seats, and kids that can't get enough of Michigan sports. GO BLUE!
Only school to which I applied, so I got my app in waaaay early. First girlfriend I ever had broke my heart on a Monday night, but I got the big envelope in the mail the next day. All was forgiven, because I was going to Michigan.
When I was 12, my aunt and uncle were living in AA for the summer because my uncle had an internship with Ford. So, my brother and I flew from New Jersey to visit them and growing up about 5 minutes from Princeton, I had some idea of what a college town should look like. Well, AA just blew that idea out of the water. The architecture, the stadium, the shops, I knew this was where I wanted go. I visited again when we were looking at colleges for my brother after my sophomore year and it was just as awesome as I remembered it. Less than 2 years later, I got my acceptance letter and thank god I did, becuase I would have ended up at Purdue had I not gotten in. NTTAWWT
I went to Cranbrook for High School and waaaay back in my senior year of 1977 an advisor for Michigan came to campus and said if you graduated from Cranbrook with a 2.0 GPA and 1300 or better SATs you would be accepted (different times guys....). Anyways I had a 2.0 (or pretty close anyways) and a 1410 SAT so I figured I was a lock. Both my sister and brother had gone to Michigan as did my father and father before him. All were Michigan Dentists (sister was a Dental Hygentist) so I applied to Michigan, MSU and CSU (just in case.)
I was accepted immediately into CSU but didnt hear back from Michigan or MSU right away. Well one fateful day that spring I got two letters the same day from both schools - Michigan's was a thin letter and State's was a thick packet. True story - on the same day I received an offer for an Academic Scholly from State based on my SAT score I got REJECTED from Michigan (I so wish I had kept those letters).
My dad and I went up to see the admission director (surely there had been a mistake) and he told us "your son is lazy and we don't want lazy people at Michigan." He said that if I was serious about my education I should go someplace else for a year or two and get my GPA in order and then transfer back. So I did - in 1978 I went to CSU for a year (had a great time BTW) then transferred back into Michigan for my degree.
Cranbrook was an excellent school then and still is. I went to one of the public high schools nearby in Bloomfield Hills and knew some people who went to Cranbrook. That's amazing they told you that a 2.0 would be enough even with a 1300 SAT. But as you say, different times. Sometimes I'm not sure if I applied today with my 3.7 and 1170 (at the time) that I'd get in!
Well according to the admission director my GPA problem was more about the direction my grades were headed moreso than the overall GPA itself. Went something like this:
For some strange reason they didn't like the trend line there at all. Footnote: back then the drinking age was 18 and I a fake ID at 15. And I liked to indulge in other prevelant recreational drugs at the time so perhaps their assessment of me was 100% accurate.
They were the best school that recruited me. Although I grew up a UM fan, I can honestly say that was not a factor. I'm also sure that I would have stayed a Michigan fan regardless.
But Michigan didn't choose me.
Not that I could afford the out of state tuition anyway...
I grew up a Notre Dame fan. My childhood dream was to play for the Irish. In the summer before senior year, I went to ND for their football camp. That's when Faust was coach. It was the worst experience ever. The coaches were all complete assholes and they zapped every drop of fun out of the camp.
I left South Bend and went straight to Ann Arbor for the Michigan camp. It was the polar opposite of ND. The coaches were genuinely interested, the kids were all happy to be there, the camp was fun, and the campus was alive.
6 or 7 months later, I wiped ND from my conscience but hadn't heard anything from Michigan, so I was accepted/prepared to go to MSU and room with my HS buddy. I made a call to Ann Arbor but after a short, sad conversation, I hung up the phone in tears.
Alas, a few days later, I got a visit at my high school from a very special person and my life was changed forever.
Both my wife and I are alumni and currently our son is a freshman living in West Quad. I love UofM probably more than a person should.
Might I inquire as to what year you graduated? It would seem we might have been there around the same time.
Did you get a visit from Bo? Or am I reading this wrong?
My junior year of highs schoo, I took the Spring Break Campus Tour of 4-5 schools; the tour concluded in Ann Arbor.
Already having grown up a Wolverine fan, I remember riding in the car past Ocker Field and Yost on the way to my campus visit, thinking, "Let's be real here. These other visits are simply formalities. This is where I'm going, and it's not even close."
I decommitted from Michigan Tech when I was offered a spot at Michigan. It may have been a legacy offer, but who really cares. I came to watch home games. The education was a bonus.
I was born and raised in the U.P. and always thought I would go to Tech ( a great school), even though I was a die-hard UM sports fan. I happened to visit Ann Arbor during my junior year of high school. Instant love. *THIS* is what a college campus was supposed to look like. The Diag. The Law Quad. I can't explain the visceral connection I had to the place.
I applied to UM and only UM early in my senior year. I was accepted and didn't apply anywhere else.
In sum, no recruitment was necessary for me to "commit" as a student. The campus and city sold me on the spot.
I lived in A2 all my life, went to Pioneer, planned on going to UM, then at 17, my parents move to Alabama. Couldn't afford out of state tution for Michigan, so went to Bama, great disappointment, though couldn't complain about Bama's "scenery."
For me, it was pretty simple. I remember watching the 97/98 Rose Bowl, for us to go undefeated, with my dad and grandparents. Everyone was so happy and excited, and I fell in love with the school at 7 years old. I applied to only one other school, so all my eggs were in the Michigan basket. I got my acceptance letter on December 24th, so it was one badass Christmas present. I visited campus in January, and knew that I belonged at the University of Michigan. The rest, as they say, is history.
Went to Commy High and took classes at UM my junior and senior year in high school, had to get out of A2, so graduated from a NESCAC school, but fully one-third of my undergrad credits came from UM.
Big school, far away with rolling admissions. Got my acceptence letter Octorber 11, 1972 ( a day I will never forget even if it was a computer print out in a thin envelope). Then couldn't find any where else I'd want to go.
I grew up listening to Michigan games and Bob Ufer. I also knew since 8th grade that I would be an elec engineer. So I only applied to Michigan. When I was accepted, my dad opened a beer to celebrate. I was hoping he would offer me one but he didn't :-)
At my math & science center high school the choice was either Michigan, private libarts school, or Ivy for most students. I didn't want to be in the same environment I was in for high school and I made the assumption that Michigan would be like high school with so many friends there. I ended up choosing Kenyon and I loved it... way too much. It seemed great being in a tiny, rural bubble detached from the real world. Too bad the real world came calling in the form of undercover police officers in search of pot. Now I'm hard at work at WCC trying to transfer into Michigan. If only I had made the right decision in 2007.
My grandfather was a Michigan law alum. While he was working on his law degree, my mom and grandma lived in married housing in Ann Arbor. When I was growing up, my parents took my sister and I for annual trip to the University every fall for a football game. I fell in love with the band, the football team, the campus, and Michigan hockey. Whenever Michigan hockey played western michigan at Lawson or at a NCAA regional in Grand Rapids, MI we would attend because it was close to where we lived in Muskegon. When it came to applying for undergrad, I was so excited I got my Michigan app out too quick and should have edited my personal statements more. I knew I had the grades (4.0) and ACT scores for Michigan engineering, but I was an impatient moron rushed my application. I ended up getting wait listed. While in that time I got offered a very competitive engineering scholarship at Purdue. By time Michigan accepted me, the deadline for my Purdue scholarship came. So, I took the sure thing and went to Purdue. I ended up at Michigan eventually for graduate school. One of the happiest days of my life (besides meeting my future wife and wedding day) was getting a call from the department head of biophysics at Michigan telling me I have been accepted for graduate school. The first thing I did was accept the offer to Michigan. Second thing was to turn down the offer from Michigan State (for the second time after I turned down a full ride for undergrad to MSU, hehehe).
Going to Michigan has been amazing. I have met some awesome friends. Got to see some awesome sports. I have been able to do some excting science and develop my skill as a teacher.
I'll receive my acceptance letter in approximately 10 months or so and ill
Always wanted to go to Michigan, grew up a fan my whole life. High school kicked my ass but it definitely prepared me for college. Didn't have the GPA or ACT high enough to get in out of HS so I enrolled at Delta College for 3 years, going to school part-time and working part-time (so I could actually pay for wherever I was going to transfer).
I've always loved architecture and didn't have many school choices since going out of state was out of the question. So it was either Lawrence Tech or Michigan. The undergrad requirepents were quite a bit different so I basically had to choose one or the other and it was a bit of a no-brainer to go the Michigan route. Delta was a breeze compared to high school (Nouvel CC) and my grades were good enough where I thought I could apply for Taubman College at Michigan. Eventually got my acceptance letter and was one of the happiest days of my life. Took the alternate route in getting there but I got there.
At orientation there were 106 of us in the junior class and the chair said if anyone didn't want to go through with the major to drop because they had a long list of students that they didn't accept, so that made me feel even better (Lawrence contacted me to enroll and basically said if you fill out this app you'll get in...and it basically had a field to write my name down and that was it). I definitely knew then I went in the right direction.
Best two years of my life...longest and most stressful but absolutely the best. Never have I gotten as little sleep as I did than those years up in studio. Everyone took the same classes so it was almost like a high school class, everyone knew everyone and we all became really good friends...since we were all going through the same glorious hell. If I could go back and relive those two years I would. Loved loved loved my time there.
I'm 52 years old and still waiting for my acceptance letter! Maybe I need to alter my plans?
Maybe it got lost in the mail...
Never applied anywhere else.
Grandfather, great uncles, mother, 2 uncles, aunt, brother, and 2 cousins preceded me. Never even contemplated applying anywhere else. Oh, and I'm from CA.
I went to msu only because I was turned down by the University of Phoenix online, Kaplan University and Owens Community College. In hindsight I wish I would have picked the University of Phoenix.
My physics teacher in Singapore told me that Michigan had a good Engineering school.
I didn't get into Stanford, didn't get into MIT.
But my Solar Car Team beat both their Solar Car Teams. Every single race. By an obscene amount of time.
I was talking to my cousin, who played football for Michigan State and he told me to go to Michigan. Enough said. ..
I had always wanted to be an engineer. I grew up a Notre Dame fan, wanted to go there, loved the school, etc. I applied to both. While Notre Dame was tempting, it was twice the cost as Michigan and MIchigan had a better engineering school. So I started to lean Michigan (much to the dismay of my family, who all wanted me to go to Notre Dame). I attended an event called "Tech Day" my senior year of high school and decided I really, really liked North Campus. So, I accepted my admission, and BOOM! I'm a Wolverine and I wouldn't have it any other way.
To Hell with Notre Dame, by the way.
My dad earned his Ph.D from Michigan and my oldest brother was born in Ann Arbor (he was brought home to their house near Burns Park which was just around the corner from where I lived for 2 years). I split time growing up in Philadelphia and Saudi Arabia but grew up being a Michigan fan. For undergrad I wasn't ready for a large school like UM so it never was on my radar but when the time came for applying to grad schools, it was top on my list. Only applied to one other school but when I got accepted to Ross (still remember getting my call on a Saturday afternoon in March) there was no going back. I could not have been happier and loved my 2 years in Ann Arbor even though my first game at the Big House was the Horror and I then experienced RichRod's first season. Wonderful place, wonderful experience and I could not be happier to be a part of the largest alumni base in the world! Go Blue!
My parents are not. They encouraged me to leave the state for college. I told my mom I wanted a school in the midwest that was really good academically in just about everything (I didn't know what I wanted to study), that was fun, and that had at least one sports team that I could be proud of. Mom suggested Michigan, which to be honest, surprised me. I did some research, and fell in love on my visit. I had never seen a place like AA in my life. What sealed it was in the introductory video they showed on the visit, James Earl Jones was featured. Sandlot is my favorite movie.
Applied to MSU and Michigan. Finished HS with a 3.8 but tanked my standardized tests, and ended up getting wait-listed at Michigan, accepted to MSU. I started to warm up to the idea that I was E. Lansing bound, when I heard from my Michigan admissions counselor that if I would attend Summer session, they'd accept me for the Fall semester.
In the blink of an eye, I was living in West Quad over the Summer, taking French and Psych 101. Best decision I ever made, as my Michigan degree continues to open doors for me 22 years after graduating.
I had a room, roomates, a program, and a plan for MSU... then in May a letter saying I was waitlisted no longer.
I think the acceptance letter to UofM is still top ten moments in my life...
Like a lot of people on the board, I grew up watching the block M every Saturday in the fall with my step-dad. He had a rule that if you were in the room, you were quiet! For every big play, sack, first down, interception, we rang bells. When Michigan scored, he would blow his Ufer horn. Decked out in Michigan gear literally from head to toe, always wearing his lucky "ding-a-ling" hat. We had a porcelain snowman that my step-sister made him that would look at the tv for good luck. If the other team score, he would adjust it a little bit saying it wasn't looking directly at the tv. He passed away 5-1/2 years ago, but I try to keep the traditions going with my two sons. Every Saturday my youngest gets the same bells and horn out and we spend about 3-1/2 quality hours making sure they bleed the same blue I do. I was not fortunate enough to attend the university, but that does not diminish my love for it to this day.
The day I was born, our neighbor hung a sign on our garage that said "Call Bo, it's a boy!"
I never really had a choice. And it worked out.
UM recruiters came out to interview HS seniors at Birmingham Groves. Interviewed for Engineering, got spot offer, gave spot acceptance. Easy! I know, different time. Met my future wife there as well.
...yes. Never thought I had a chance. Figured I was destined to be a Sparty. The day I got the acceptance letter was the best day of my life. Except for when my kids were born.
Was visiting a friend on April 1 of 1973 - back when the Hash Bash was a huge event. Saw the insanity, the crazy mix of people, hit a couple of the restaurants, knew it was an excellent school, so I moved to A2, waited a year to gain residency, applied and was accepted. My other choices were mostly smaller schools (St. John's in Annapolis, Macalester/Carleton in MN, etc.), and I was a bit concerned about U-M's size, but I found so much opportunity here that the combination of school and town was pretty much irresistable.
was my second grade student teacher the year we won the nc, so that kinda sealed the deal.
my class was told we would be getting a Michigan football player as a teacher, and the first day he came in, everybody yelled "It's Charles Woodson!" ...except for me, who quietly corrected them. Needless to say I was his favorite.
Good times people, good times.
yup that definitely sealed the deal
Wanted to play d1 football and I was nowhere near good enough to play at Michigan, so I took an offer at Duke. Met my wife there, she went to law school at duke, I worked, and when she graduated she said do what you want to do, so I applied to um for administration in education. I didn't think I would get in and would have to settle for somewhere like Oakland, but I got in. Graduate this summer.
My Dad got his Ph.D. there back in the 80's, so I grew up watching the Maize and Blue every Saturday (I remember asking why we never watched them play basketball; now I understand) I think "Hail to the Victors" was one of the first songs I learned in entirety. We lived in central Illinois till I was seven, and I was pretty much the only Michigan Fan I knew of. Then we moved to Ypsilanti and were there for a year before moving here to Naples FL. While in Michigan I did get to go to a game: Michigan - San Diego State 2004.
I was looking at colleges this year and even though I got accepted, I can't afford out of state tuition. I'll be staying at the small liberal arts college my dad teaches at and going for free. I would love to go to Michigan for Grad School, but some other places are starting to peak my interest in my chosen field (Economics) like University of Chicago.
However, I will always be a Michigan Fan, regardless of if I ever go there or not.
Both of my parents went to UM and had season tickets. Going to every home game since I was 3 or 4 brainwashed me...and it worked. Getting the acceptance letter was one of the top moments in my life in recent memory.
However, when I went on "recruiting trips" when I was in high school to MSU aka to visit my older siblings, I had a lot of fun. Too bad I didn't come to EL and have 2 girls waiting in my bed like Denard did.
Ive been a fan ever since I can remember of UM BBall and FBall and UM was my dream school. But when it came time to apply to colleges, I didnt want to travel that far away. But one of my best friends is an alum and I know someone who works within the facilties/event management department.
It's 1979, I'm an idiotic, countrified 18 year old, and I had just taken a tour of NTM. I take the tour of UM, and the tour guide is this hipsterish punk rock woman who proceeds to tell us about how much everything sucks here. This is the library - it's jampacked and you can never get a seat. This is Markley Hall - the only thing worse than the food are the cattle stall showers. This is...you get the point.
Needless to say, that was not my experience at NTM.
Finally, I'm just too intrigued to stand it. I ask her why she goes there then, expecting another smart ass answer. Instead, she looks at all of us and says, "Why the hell would you go anywhere else? This is the University of Michigan..."
I was sold...
There are a lot of great stories on this thread, but I think this is my favorite one so far. Thanks for sharing it.
....for the success of the athletic programs as much as the academics.
I've been a Michigan sports fan for as long as I cared about sports. That part was an easy sell.
I knew that wherever I ended up, I was going into engineering. I was actually leaning towards Michigan Tech. I wasn't sure that I wanted a big campus atmosphere.
Then I went to the Northwestern football game in the fall of 1991, my senior year in high school. After the game, there was an open basketball practice at Crisler featuring a group of 5 much-ballyhooed freshmen.
The rest is history.
Well I know it may be a little graphic but I chose Michigan at conception. Unfortunately, I was deferred for early action this December. I now must wait to see if the happiest day of my life lets me commit, or if I must commit to one of several d-3 schools to play football.
It's unfortunate that coach hoke doesn't need more six-foot tall Jewish lineman on the team, right?
Born a Michigan fan, and I am an OOS kid. I was also deferred in December, so I'm waiting to see. If not I'll probably end up at Illinois or UK.
Fell in love watching AC.
Fell deeper in love at my first Michigan game.
Beer goggled partying at Sigma Nu as a high schooler.
Curiously, though, I procrastinated sending in my Michigan app (my parents made me fill out Ivy and FLEXI apps). Got my acceptance letter a few weeks after submitting my app.
Have subsequently got my Masters, and did my residency at Michigan. Do have a bit of Tartar (now Warrior) blood in my CV (med school at Wayne State).
Well, I haven't committed yet. I just found out recently that I was accepted at Michigan for graduate school! I also have another offer on the table, but I have a feeling that Michigan is the final destination. I am visiting Michigan in a few weeks, so I hope to have a good committment story to tell at that point.
...and that will lead to a commitment?
Congrats! That is awesome.
I remember watching the 89 championship game with my older brother. He actually hogtied me for most of the game. I was 8 years old. You would think that a negative memory like that would instill some sort of subconcious hate towards UM, but no.
I used to ski in Northern Michigan. Alot. Like every Saturday, Sunday, holidays. I always remember going into the lodge and drinking hot cocoa. I remember seeing Bo march down the sidelines during a couple Rose Bowls back in the late 80s as well.
And then there was the catch in 91, and I knew I was instantly hooked.
I didn't end up going to school there. Wanted to. I guess I didn't have the grades. I graduated with a 3.4 from high school. Had a 28 on my ACT. Captain of the cross country and track team. State medalist in debate and Science Olympiad. Student Council Rep. I had a MET trust fund so I knew I could only go to a Michigan school.
I applied to WMU and U of M. No regrets. I really enjoyed my time in Kalamazoo, and felt I got a pretty decent education there. But somedays, I look back and wish I would applied myself just a smidge more in high school so I could proudly call myself a Michigan alum, and not just a fan.
I grew up in Northern New Jersey to two depression parents and no one in my immediate family had ever graduated from college (although my Father later graduated from Rutgers after I had already graduated from Michigan). I had my eyes on Ivies and Northeast small colleges, but I was looking for a school other than Rutgers where it was likely I would be admitted. At National Honor Society induction, the keynote speaker was a cousin, then Deputy Mayor of Boston and later prominent Congressman Barney Frank. While our respective families chatted after the ceremony -- Barney's brother was in the class and someone with whom I hung out -- Barney said if I was interested in Political Science, there was no better school than Michigan. At that time, I had heard little about Michigan or its sports programs. I was aware of Cazzie, but rooted for Princeton. I had a vague recollection of the 1964 Rose Bowl team. However, when you talked college football in Northern New Jersey at that time and you said Michigan, they assumed you were talking about Sparty -- does 10-10 ring a bell. In any event, after doing due diligence, I applied to Michigan and three weeks later I was admitted. At that time, I also applied to the brand new Residential College and was waitlisted. Meanwhile, the April letters came and they were all rejections save for a small college in Eastern Pennsylvania that was not a place about which I was overly enthused, but I was a little daunted by the size of the big LS&A too. I went to spring orientation at the other school and my enthusiasm increased marginally -- I actually and coincidentally roomed with the same guy I had roomed with at Boys State. At that point, I sent a letter to the Admissions Office, saying I was declining my admission unless I was admitted to the Res Col. Coincidentally crossing in the snail mail was a letter admitting me to the Res Col. That led to a panic stricken two day period in which my parents and I kept calling the admissions office and asked them to ignore the letter I had just sent. Fortunately we got an employee who proactively insured my admission to the University was kept intact. In mid-August, I arrived in the state of Michigan for the first time in my life. The rest, as they say, is history.
P.S. Here's how clueless I was. When I went to the 1967 season opener and everyone chanted, "Go Blue", I was nonplussed. I turned to my new classmate and long-time Michigan fan and noted, that California, Navy and Duke -- Michigan's first three opponents -- all had Blue as their primary comment. Fortunately, he just turned to me and said essentially shut up.
the girls, the weather.
One of the best engineering programs.. Thats y
The interview at UM was genuine and in-depth, whereas Northwestern and Wharton reps were condescending and rote in their approach.
Decided the interviewers (like recruiting coaches) reflect the schools attitude and values. My experience in AA and afterwards confirmed my hypothesis about the schools, thank goodness.
Best choice and best school. Go Blue.
was living in Montana, and we came out to visit Michigan. My mom really wanted me to apply, but then eventually we moved to Texas, and we were sure we could not afford OOS tuition. Anyway, I believe they sent me a letter encouraging me to finish my app, which I did, and I guess the rest is history. The aid package was much better than I was anticipating, though I did have to live with my parents (they moved up to AA after I got in), and graduated in three years with a couple majors and a minor to cut down on student loans, etc. Actually, I really barely knew we had a football team until my Freshman year, and now look at me.
Admittedly, I didn't know much about Michigan when I was applying. I mean, I knew it was a good school with good athletics, but that's all I could have told you. I'd already gotten into about 8-9 schools by the time I'd heard from UM, and up until that point, I was pretty set on either Tulane or Boston College. Hadn't heard from BC by then but I was sure I'd get in. Went to a Jesuit school, got great grades, and our Dean of Discipline, who was a Jesuit priest, wrote me a good rec. If I did get into BC, I probably would have dropped everything and gone there. Loved Boston, loved the campus. However, I didn't get in. Only school I didn't get into, oddly enough, and I was pretty upset at the time. Found out I got into UM, though. I was pretty happy, but my parents were ecstatic. My Dad especially because he was from Ann Arbor so knew all about the school. I wanted to go visit after I got in, but I think at the time my parents were more excited about it then I was. Up to that point, I was pretty sure I'd still end up at Tulane.
But there was just something about the feel of the school when we visited. I can't really explain it, but everyone who has gone to school at UM knows what I'm talking about. It just had a very at-home, cozy Midwestern feel that I was really attracted to. Its a large school, but it didn't feel like it. Then going to visit the Big House was just a surreal feeling for me. Didn't know squat about college athletics at the time, but still, seeing the stadium was really cool. Finally, I loved the work hard, play hard mentality of the students. Most everyone didn't have an issue busting their asses in the library every night for hours on end so that when the weekend rolled around, the rager was on. I basically realized then that everything I could possibly get in a school, I could get right there in Ann Arbor. Plus my parents taking me to Chop House was pretty legit.
When we got home, I told my Dad he could stroke the check, and I haven't looked back since. When I look back on it all, getting rejected from BC was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
I had always wanted to go to Michigan because I grew up rooting for the Wolverines and most of my family was Michigan fans, even though no one in my family had gone there and my one side was partially from cali. When I was deciding where to go to college though, I was getting some looks from D2 and D3 out of state schools and some of the Ivy's. I took some trips and and liked a few of them. I had already been accepted to Michigan, but I did love playing football, so I had to weigh my options. While I was on the phone with one of the coaches at one of these schools, they asked me if I was still interested in attending their school, but I realized in that moment that there wasn't anywhere I wanted to go more than Michigan. I ended my recuitment with these schools that week and officially accepted my spot at Michigan soon after.
I was born and raised in Michigan. My Dad went to Michigan. My Dad and his Dad attended the Snow Bowl. My sister went there, my brother went there, and my Dad's cousin played QB there. He went on to attend Med school there, and my sister attended the law school.
I never even thought about going anywhere else for undergrad. I did not apply anywhere else. ( I would not come close to getting in today, based on my GPA and SAT.)
For grad school, I applied to UCLA and MI. I fell in love with the UCLA campus while visiting for a Rose Bowl. I was rejected by them, and stayed in AnnArbor.
As an aside, I believe that anyone that takes on debt to attend an out of state school, or a private school, with rare exceptions, is foolish.
Bank the extra cash, and short the s and p.
I chose Michigan because it was the #1 graduate school in my field. That ranking was heavily influenced by faculty that have since retired or semi-retired, but those rankings only happen once every decade or more so Michigan seems to be stuck at #1 for a while.
I was four. Bo.
1983: I was a HS Senior, honors student, blah, blah, blah. I borrowed $20 from my Uncle Pete for the application fee. No one in my family had been to college before; my Mom wanted me to stay in Traverse City and go to work at Sara Lee. But I was weird and 1969 and Bo kept calling.
2013: Best decision I've ever made.
Undergrad: over MSU (easy choice)
Grad School: over UNC, Yale (still easy)
Chose Michigan Over <Error, no other applications>
I never applied anywhere else. It was Michigan or bust!
I had no thoughts or plans for college in my crappy high school until I lucked out on National Merit, the first qualifier from my school in a decade. My counsellor told me to go to Michigan and offered to fill out the application for me. I met the lovely and talented Ms. Lampjaw there and we all lived happily ever after. On the other hand, I got very involved in my kids' college searches. Both were accepted to Michigan, neither went. I am still hoping for M grad school for them.
what sport did all of you play?
Eff you for trying to be cute, beer pong counts.
My recruitment started with the Michigan doctor who delivered me.
Came from two parent alumnae that had fallen in love with Michigan and Ann Arbor before me, both were (actually still are) considered traitorous for their decision to attend the U of M. My Grandfather on my Dad's side was a huge ND fan and threatened to not pay for school and my Mom grew up just outside Columbus in Upper Arlington with rabid OSU fans that are still bitter about her going to Michigan. Needless to say they met in school, my Dad got a degree in Aeronautical Engineer and went to law school there as well.
My entire childhood was filled with going to M home games as far back as I can remember. I loved going to them, from the build up to gametime watching the band, to the after parties at my Dad's fraternities where I played football on the lawn with other sons until it was time to go home (always too early). Eating at Blimpy Burgers, Zingermanns and some times The Drake when my Mom chose (ahe loved that place). Always ran down with friend to the area behind the bench and talkd with players and got autographs and chin straps and such from player like Rick Leach, Harlan Huckleby, Russel Davis and tons of players whose names escape me now. Away game Saturdays were invariable spent outside in the yard raking leaves listening to Bob Ufer blaring on the radio and the smell of burning leaves still makes me recall those days.
My older sister went to Michigan a few years before me and when i visted her I got a whole new perspective on campus life and saw the whole party side of the University which only served to highten my esteeem for attending there. I remember at 16 years old entering the stadium carrying a poorly concealed case of beer and nobody caring much. I left Sunday evening still extremely hung over, but ever more convinced that I wanted to go to M. A few years later when I was a sophomore, I returned the favor for my younger brother who also later attended M for undergran and grad school for Public Policy.
I grew up a devoted Michigan fan in Spartan country and went to high school about 2 miles east of Sparty stadium. Spirit Day at school before the UM/MSU game involved the entire school wearing green and white and me and about 5 other kids in maize and blue and receiving a lot of not-so-well intentioned abuse. We also received a large scarlet and gray sheet cake decorated with roses and the words 'Eat Me' on from the Columbus family any time we lost that game (they also sent us a large, custom-made gray flag with a scarlet M in the middle, which I thought was pretty funny.
When it came time to apply to schools, I applied at UM and took a flyer on applying to Berkeley (where I had little-to-no chance that I would get in), but I only realistically thought about going to Michigan. This was risky as it was not really a lock that I would get into M at all. Somehow I got early acceptance (maybe becuase I sent in my app on the first day it was humanly possible), but I will never forget how nervous I was looking at the envelope for about 10 minutes before building up the nerve to open it and the feeling of elation that lasted for months after I read it and discosvered I was in.
I loved, loved, loved my time in Ann Arbor. I have seen a lot of schools across the country and around the world and never have I waivered in my belief that Michigan was the place for me. I have lived in worked in a few countries in Europe and my girlfriend when I lived in London went to King's College (ranked as the 6th most difficult in the UK for undergrad admissons and generally top 20 in the UK overall) and we had a long running debate over who went to the better school and since I still communicate with her, it was with great pleasure that I sent her a link to the 2011 ranking of world universities in the Financial Times where Michigan came in 13th (up to 12th on 2012) and King's somewhere down in the 60's. She was pissed to be sure. I also lived/traveled throughout South America for almost two years and lived/worked in Bolivia (YTB) for a good portion of that and where I met my now ex-wife. I worked out a scheme there where I bribed a local internet cafe/phone center employee to stay open late and allow me to get on a phone or chat with friends watching the games in the U.S. and I brought along all her nieces and nephews and bought them treats and by the end of that season they were all die-hard Michigan fans, one of those nieces has chosen about as rigorous an academic path as you can there with the goal of attending M one day, though that is a huge longshot.
I live in Northen California now and have an 8 year old son who has been succesfully inculcated into the fold even from here. He bleeds maize and blue and got to go the Big House last season for the first time with my Dad, my brother, myself and a few of his cousins to attend the Northwestern game, which was awesome. As fans streamed toward the exits in the waning seconds, he turns to me on the verge of tears and says 'we probably aren't going to win, but I'm not giving up.' The rest, as they say, is history. After the game we did all the same stuff that I used to when i was a kid and had a blast, but sadly did not get to eat at Blimpy's and I am regretting that giving the current ?? as to the future of that fine establishment. It would be my fondest wish that he attend U of M and I have him in private school to be sure he will have the best chance in applying from out of state, but there is a lot of time between now and then. I actually will guide him to choose what will make him happiest and will guide him through that process, but with a clear bias for M.
I was accepted and all ready to go...until I saw the bottom line for out-of-state Tuition. I live just over the border in Toledo, Ohio and have been a lifelong UM fan. Killed me that I couldn't afford to go there.
A feeder school to Notre Dame but never even applied there. Couldn't stand the thought of staying home for college and I had always wanted to go to Michigan. So I narrowed down my choices to Northwestern, Michigan, NYU, USC, Johns Hopkins and Wash U-St. Louis.I ended up applying to Michigan, NYU, USC, and Johns Hopkins as I didn't like the campuses of NU or Wash U, and also to IU as their application was free and consisted of checking 6 boxes. I got in everywhere except Johns Hopkins. Long story short, I ended up going to IU because I didn't want to travel out of the Midwest, Michigan cost 60k a year vs 10k for IU, and my parents didn't want to pay 60k for a public university. In the end, IU is meh. I don't particularly enjoy the culture here and I'm nearly certain that I would have fit in better at Michigan or Columbia or NOethwestern and I wish that I had applied there then.
My Dad and I watched Michigan as many Saturdays as we could when we didn't go to Wittenburg Tigers games (where my Dad worked). When it came time for me to apply, my Dad told me I could go to any school I wanted as long as it was small, private, and liberal arts. That eliminated Michigan. So I chose Augustana College. Yes, who's colors are yellow and blue.
I was a third-generation double legacy. My grandfather was an alum and became the men's counselor (what passed for a psychologist) for the U-M Health Service from the 30s through the 60s. My dad grew up in Ann Arbor and got three Michigan degrees. He lived at home the whole time, got scholarships, and worked part-time at the newsstand in the hospital lobby. He actually made money during college and grad school.
He then went to New York for a career in corporate law. A law school classmate introduced him to his sister, who became my mom. She'd gone to Duke, but her brothers and her father went to Michigan. Decades later, I came across an old commencement program and discovered that both my grandfathers graduated on the same day in 1924 – one from undergrad, one from law school.
During my teen years in the 70s we went to at least one game a year, tailgating at the golf course, and I had many visits to my grandparents. When it came to applying to colleges, I sent my Michigan one in very early, got accepted, and never applied anywhere else.
I had to leave school after two years because of a disabling accident. I eventually graduated from a college near my home, but Michigan has remained a huge part of my life. I've always felt extremely fortunate to be born with Blue blood.
Michigan and Hawaii. If I didn't get in where I wanted I was going to get a 4.0 without studying on the beach with gorgeous native girls. But I didn't have to go plan B.
My mom was all Michigan, but I admit I was more of a pro guy as a kid. But Bo's book came out, the '89 Tournment happened, orientation trips and trips to see my older friends weren't like anything else, and by the time we kicked off to the Rocket, where else would you rather be?
Nowhere brother, nowhere.
Reminds me of a brilliant guy I used to race sailboats with. He got a sailing scholarship (!) to Hawaii, had a free blast for a year, then transferred to Harvard.
Michigan wasn't my first choice. Until I got a scholarship. Then, Go Blue!
So it's the mid 60's and college football is just coming of age (really) on broadcast TV. I get hooked on watching as a very young man. U of M comes on and it's exciting Bo comes along and I'm hooked more. ND comes on and the hatred builds up (I lived 40 miles from SB). Further convincing me that Michigan was the only way. 1975 comes around and what are my choices, Michigan of course and I had a ROTC Navy scholarship to boot. But then I got accepted at my 2nd choice the USNA at Annapolis. So I go there but do not like Maryland and the environment. In Jan of 76 I apply for Michigan to get back home and where I knew I belonged they graciously welcome me back to where I should have been all along. I enter in Sept 76 and graduated in May of 1980and even thought I only spent 1 year since then working and living in Michigan the memories remain. The first ND game of the renewal, the AC catch against Indiana and cider and donuts up the Huron river on a beautiful fall Saturday. By the way I graduated with BSEE that has taken me all over (Michigan, PA. Mass., LA, Denmark, Germany, Argentina, Taiwan (where I got married) ,NY and now Southern California (where in my now older days I am thankful the snow is where it belongs in the mountains should one wish to visit it). Even though I've had season tickets to UCLA football at the Rosebowl (got to have that up front CFB experience) for 10 years it will never match the Big House experience.