GERG sighting at Kroger today

He scared the shit out of me because he was fucking around with one of those fat people scooters and I thought he was injured.  

I was wearing a T-shirt with a dinosaur on it (my 2 year old picked it out for me) and had just got done rock climbing at the indoor place down the street.  I had stained Michigan maize shorts on, and was holding a handful of sugar-dense products (with said 2 year old at the grandparents, my wife and I had a pseudo-date night which means abnoxious amounts of desserts).  Then in line, he was next to us, I literally fumbled my credit card on the floor trying to pay for everything. 

I felt like such a douchebag.  A sweaty, grungy douchebag.  Probably because I looked like a douchebag who just got done doing a garbage can full of meth and was fiending for glucose.

Too bad Shafer couldn't get his defensive players to run into the ball carriers more often.

mean to say that you saw Gerg at Korger?

But at the Women's Football Academy, he referred to us females as "girls." Normally annoying, but in this case, it was sort of endearing but only because he's a fine physical specimen for an older guy. And that hair..... 

They're real people as well!

Look, it's Mike Barwis taking his wolves for a run!

And we see Lloyd Carr visiting the kitten cemetery in his backyard!

Finally, concluding this pet centric episode, we find Rich Rodriguez euthanize bunny rabbits!

Coaches, they're just like us!

So that thing on your phone, it's called a camera.  Pretty simple to use in a situation like this.

... we want a photo, some key inside info, and hear about your witty remarks.

Remember, this is MgoBlog:

"Step your game up!"

Last year I saw Tate at Mark's Midtown and shook his hand and told him good luck. The week after that the meltdown ensued. I'm relieved to read that you did not touch him. Don't ever touch one of them. Ever.

...Frank Beamer on the VT campus yesterday.  He was on an exercise walk with what looked like an assistant coach and my son and I exchanged pleasantries with him as we passed.

He was shorter than I expected, but seemed very nice.

I love that one - my pre-tailgate Kroger.

I saw GERG last week walking back from Kroger. He was jogging down a intersecting sidewalk, I was carrying my bags up State St (I live across the street from Schembechler hall) and boom, there he was, running in slow motion. It was only the two of us...the sun seemed to glisten perfectly off that snow white hair. He turned, sizing me up for just a moment (5'7, 180ish pounds, been there with Cissoko...)...and then continued onwards across the street and through the Schembechler parking lot.

Only tangentially related, but when I lived in EL I saw Paul Davis at Meijers.  He was with his parents, and looked about as gumpy and awkward as any Mr. Michigan in history.  

Oh, and I also saw Lloyd Carr early in the morning on my way to the UM track.  He was driving by in a Lexus SUV and glowered at me.  Later that day, I also saw him walk by the CCRB, and he glowered at me again.  It was the OSU week, so I actually felt like part of the team as he stared at me with thinly-veiled disdain.  I must have looked like Brutus to him.

Periodically, random people here seem to come in for that treatment by commenters with the maturity of sociopathic, pimple-pocked 13-yr olds from alcoholic, dysfunctional families who have never set foot in a UM classroom but who have a hair trigger when it comes to any comment that can be construed as anything other than happy sunshine for Michigan or the UM. Have an opinion that a particular recruit won't sign with us? That Michigan might not go 10-2 next season? That there's a tiny chance we'll lose to ND? That Michigan is not necessarily the bestest, most wonderfullest university in the whole universe? Fire up those neg muscles, even if you couldn't find your own way onto campus with three Garmins, ten maps, a seeing eye dog, and Mary Sue Coleman.

This thread is great! One of the funniest ones I've read in a while.