I learned how to handle defeat from my wife. She's a Cubs fan.
i mean seriously he was just as good this year
I learned how to handle defeat from my wife. She's a Cubs fan.
by remembering people like your wife. Or students at schools in Indiana. Somebody always has it worse. Suckers. So then I make fun of them to make myself feel better.
My initial reaction is to drink some beer. Then, to calm myself down, I drink some more beer. After that process is complete, I like to console myself with more beer.
Shoot pumpkins after the game then have a red neck bon fire (tv's, tires, printers, ect.) in the evening.
It's as relieving as yoga.
Damn, that sounds awesome. Can I join you?
But, this party might be the last one at my apartment complex.
I disagree. Al Borges is AWESOME. If it wasn't for Hoke, I'd say we should have just kept Rich Rod.
I usually am depressed for a few minutes, and then I remember that it's just sports, and go on with my life.
Losing sucks. I drink some beer and my let 10 month old twin boys remind me there's a lot more important shit going on. Go Blue!!!
I tell my kids to stop swearing.
Every swear word in the book. Over and over and over.
on the internet.
step 1: drink
step 2: donkey punch my gf
step 3: repeat steps 1 & 2 until i pass out of either exhaustion or alcoholism.
I face the problem head on. Read message boards, tweets, listen to interviews, and watch highlights to rationalize the loss. The drinking comes later.
drinking starts immediately. Even if you still do those other things.
whether we win or lose, this is normally my routine, just when we lose my frustration usually leads to a blackout
I think of my friend, a big Michigan fan, who is in a very late stage of cancer and I'm glad to have seen UM play a tough opponent on the road, not give up, and fight to the end. And I know I have an excellent chance of seeing that UM team four more times this year; and a pretty goo chance of seeing next year's improving team. My friend doesn't have too many more chances.
My kids'soccer game...and remind myself what is most important...beating tsio.oh, and my kids..
my 3 year old kept yelling "Go Denard Robinson! Go Blue! Go Denard Robinson! Go Blue!"
Totally sucks to lose. I hate how that game ended and when in mixed company, I'll say we were at fault for not playing better. But we got dicked IMO. I mean, whatever, it's all good. I'm not gonna whine about it. I felt like the fucking father of the year because I waited until her mama put her in the tub (5 pm) before I started drinking as opposed to after the 3rd quarter.
But, I totally agree with you. The outcome of the game is important, but not nearly as much as the kiddos. And I got to hear my girl get emotionally involved in a game for the first time. Awesome. She rinsed her heart of bad feelings in 4 seconds by pushing 2 of my nieces in circles on a chair. Kind of makes you think . . .
I take a knife to a can of natural light, cut an egg sized whole, pop the tab, and let the cold beer slide down my throat. Repeat as necessary.
and raise your four more. We were out coached. This goes back to my MSU loss reply. We did not throw enough curl routes. We did not run enough ISO plays. They doubled out inside DL and our DEs got minimal pressure. Robbed on a few ref calls. PI, TD and some interior holding.
Is the elixir of the despondently outraged Wolverine fan. The long term result is unfortunately alcoholism and general pissoffedness at the universe in general and then specifically at any asshole who went to OSU, MSU or ND.
But one wonders about Denard who just seems to not make good decisions.
that my seven year old was not around, because I went apeshit around the house when Vince Smith picked up the ball and ran downfield with it, and I'm sure she would have been terrified. Fortunately, I had nothing left in the tank for the last two minutes, except the conviction that even if they scored two points would be no gimme.
They made the game interesting in the end, but between bad calls by the refs, uninspired play-calling, and lots of drops and goof-ups, the better team lost.
bag of dog poop on Jim Delaney's front porch should do the trick.
Second...find out what it was that the Iowa DB said to the ref to make him pick up his flag and never throw another the rest of the game. If we can find out what that was, we should be golden in our last three games.
I went to get my oil changed, then played catch with my son for an hour. I'm all better now. And my girlfriend still isn't really talking to me because she knows I'm pissed. Honestly though, we haven't won in Kinnick for a while and its always a tough game. I was fully expecting to lose this one so I avoided my usual beer a quarter consumption and I'm glad I did.
Alcohol.... plenty of it.
When we play flat (TODAY) I suck it up and act like a man and tell it like it is. They didn't play with passion and played down to the competittion. SUCKS BUT TRUE.
When we drop a game and deserve to win, well hell then its you SOB's you should've won and played with more passion.
Just watching the 3:30 slate of games and then the big one later tonight
I can't talk myself out of it. it just needs to wear off, like a bad tatoo.
So I watch all the highlights and read all the blogs so many times that it seems like old historical news by 6:30. This blog and commiserating with you all helps a lot.
Before the intenet and 24 hour CFB coverage it would take me all week to get over it. Now, I'll be merely numb by tomorrow.
I usually win a bunch of games in NCAA '12. That usually helps a lot. Especially when you beat the team we lost to.
Copious quantities of beverage don't seem to work as I continue to punish myself by watching more college football on the tube. Then I see Northwestern moving toward a huge upset of Nebraska and it's time for the Xanax.
Shit did we shoot ourselves in the dicks today. The division may have been achievable had we won, but it sure is a long shot now.
When does the coaching staff teach receivers how to catch a fucking football?
I'm soooooo drunk
I don't. I'm not going to check mgoblog, ESPN, or any other sports site until after our loss in the Little Caesar's Pizza Bowl. We've all seen how this ends before: why bother torturing ourselves? At this stage, I'm pretty much resigned to the fact that we might not beat Ohio State or Michigan State again in my lifetime, and definitely not in the next 3 years.
I treat the wife like shit...makes me feel better. just yell at her and stuff
My wife just told me to tell you to fuck off.
Took a nap directly after the game today which helped. I immediately go into the it's not what happens to you but how you handle what happens to you philosophy and look forward to how the team responds next week. I definitely do not blame anyone....blame never helps me.
The nap helps revive me for a lot more bourbon and there will be a lot more commencing now.
Luckily at college I have so many things involving music to do during the week, I never have time to think about it. Next thing I know we will be playing Illinois.
I realize it's just a football game, remind myself that I am fortunate to have good health and a good job, and continue on with my life...
I can't handle it. I need professional help
Today I went to a pumpkin smashing event, and joined in the kids, utilizing as my weapons an earth turning trident, a baseball bat and my favorite, a heavy pick ax - all the time being told "geez, I'm keeping away from you! You look hella pissed off!"
I eat lots of donuts cry a lot and listen to the cure in the bathroom.
I turn off the game before the very end. My husband continues to watch in the other room. If we win, he yells in and lets me know, then I can watch it when they replay the last play. If we lose, I wasn't watching, so it's sort of like it never happened. I move on more quickly this way.
i threw my fist in the air and screemed, MOM MAKE ME SOME MEATLOAF!!!!
I work nights, I stayed up today to watch that mess and I was too pissed off to go back asleep and I'm on 45min. rest.
I scan a few UM boards, hope like hell the hockey team calms me a bit and wish the next game was tomorrow.
I turned 40 this year so that means I'm a man now and I still feel like crap for a few days after a loss and I have little to no interest in football the rest of the week. I may or may not even look at my fantasy team will Wed or so.
If Michigan won today I would be on no sleep and not feel it one bit till the morning when I crash. I'd be happy all night.
The years have gone by and losses don't ruin the weekend like they did last year even...
I owe it to Coach Hoke...he seems to be a stand up guy!
I go to sleep, I just woke up... This was a bummer...