That's amazing. I hadn't heard that before.
"Rodrick Williams Jr.'s 10-month old, 2-foot-long savannah monitor named "Kill" gets the RB some strange looks when they go for walks together."
That's amazing. I hadn't heard that before.
That happens to be my favorite moment too, though here's the actual story:
We received word that the MMB had been asked to play at Ford's funeral while at Disneyland in California, doing a pep rally for the Rose Bowl. Initially the director, Jamie Nix, made a speech asking if anybody would be willing to sacrifice their free day in Hollywood in order to go play for the procession (The band usually gets an extra day to be tourists, hang around and de-stress from the day before). They needed to get 150 band members out of the ~270 who were there, so he was visibly concerned about getting the numbers together.
The response was overwhelming, and in the end they had to turn people away because virtually everyone had volunteered. The 150 of us lucky enough to be chosen got a quick break after the Rose Bowl game was over to pack and shower, and then got a red-eye charter flight directly to Grand Rapids. Everyone was really tired from the parade and the game (awake by 5 am for he parade if I recall), but I'm not sure the plane seats allowed too many people to get much actual sleep. Our arrival in Grand Rapids was hazy in my mind.. all I remember is that somehow we got on a bus and wound up in a high school gym of some kind for initial music rehearsal and breakfast.
When Air Force One arrived with the casket and the procession, I remember being awed by the enormity of both the situation and the plane itself. We had secret service all around us, and top members of all of the armed forces were there to salute the former president. Our job was merely to play the Ruffles and Flourishes, Hail to the Chief, The Victors (Trio) and the Yellow and Blue, but it sure felt a lot heavier than that at the time.
Standing still for a long period of time with a metal instrument on a wide open tarmac on the day after New Year's Day in Grand Rapids isn't exactly the warmest of activities, but I can guarantee you that I won't forget that day any time soon. Definitely the proudest I've been as a Wolverine!
It may more just be happiest moment, but in 2003 when we beat OSU in the 100th game or when Braylon went nuts on MSU in 2004 and we came back to win in 3OT. Those were both pretty amazing feelings. Hell even when we sacked Scheelhasse (sp?) to end the Illinois game last year felt pretty damn good.
The Mealer brothers walk out to the center of the field has to be number 1, just as every one else says. The whole stadium was silent and then erupted in cheers when he touched the banner, it brought a tear to my eye for sure.
But, I can definitely tell you my wors moment as a Michigan fan. Being at the Big House, the day we lost to App State. I have never been more humiliated.
I was just ten years old, but I got to walk on to the field in the Big House with my grandfather and meet the one and only Tom Harmon before the MSU game. That game set a new college football attendance record at the time, and I got to hear it all when Harmon was anounced. I have more appreciation now for meeting one of the best players in history than I did at the time, but I distinctly remember the pride I felt for my grandfather at that moment. (plus I got a highfive from Greg Skrepenak, who was the biggest human being I had ever seen, and which was pretty cool for me as an aspiring offensive lineman)
2010 ND game for me. Lots to choose from though. I got in to Michigan Law, which I'm extremely proud of even though I don't go there.
1) Seeing Michigan's last second win vs ND in 2009 with son (age 7).
2) Stopping at truck stop in Ohio for bathroom break and having kids remind me, 'Dad don't buy anything we only poop and pee in Ohio."
3) Upon finding out that their teacher went to Michigan State, deciding on their own to end every single page of their assignment books (the book the teacher checks every morning to see that we checked their homework) with "Go Blue" written in Blue and Yellow highlighter.
Lloyd Carr's speech at Bo's memorial in the Big House is definitely one of them for me. It's one of the best I've ever heard. I'll always keep a recording of that.
My 2-year-old saying "daddy, more hail...more touchdown Michigan."
And in 2003 when we beat Ohio State and during the post game band show Carl Grapentine said, "the Michigan Marching Band salutes the Big Ten Champions" as we played The Victors. That gave me chills.
ha, i love the first one! that's kinda what i was aiming for with this post. instead, i incited a riot.
This is sad, but worth reading. Our son was diagnosed with a heart condition called hypoplastic left heart syndrom. It happens to .013% of all babies, so its pretty rare and always fatal if untreated and often fatal even if treated.
When we got the diagnosis, my wife and I were more than devastated. After researching the condition, it became apparent that the only hospitals with decent results for treatment are Boston Children's (Harvard's children's hospital), Philadephia Children's (Penn's children's hospital) and Mott Children's. Those hospitals treat the sickest of the sick children. The fact that our son's heart condition was so serious that we had to call the Seal Team 6's of the medical field was incredibly humbling and scary.
So, my most proud moment of the University is when through a family connection, within a day of recieving confirmation of our son's condition, we were able to speak with the pediatrict cardiovascular surgeon at Mott Children's. It made me proud that the surgeon, not just a pediatric cardiologist, at one of the top 3 programs for this rare and scary condition called us, and he was calling from Michigan.
That's all I want to say about this topic.
A close family member (who is an OSU fan, actually) had open heart surgery at Mott's about 6-7 years ago. Due to complications from previous surgeries, his heart stopped on two separate occasions, and he, supposedly, single handedly cleaned out the AA blood bank of his blood type. Today he is active and healthy and I attribute that to the great work they do at Mott's.
He was essentially paralyzed/extremely atophied after weeks and weeks of hardly moving. To help motivate him with his physical therapy, they made him wear Michigan socks until he could take them off himself!
Easily my proudest moment.
Close #2: Just about anything Charles Woodson did, great childhood memories!
Where a player did something, or a poignant moment, non-game related. An example of doing the right thing, and being proud to be from Michigan. But only the athletic achievements (other than the ones mentioned above) are coming to mind.
Being in the stand at the Cap 1 on the first day of 2008 was pretty special. Seeing what those players and coaches did, against those odds, after that season...it was special.
And I'm not sure it was proud, as much as surreally content, but being around the Rose Bowl on January 1, 1998, after leaving the presentation inside, around the fans, the Gameday set, and going into the evening, just thinking....finally. We did it.
The first time I walked into the Law Library, late at night, after becoming a University of Michigan Student. I'll never forget grabbing the door handle, and recollecting all of the famous alumni that had likely studied there before, and had opened the door just like I was then. It was an absolutely sudden emotion that I didn't see coming, and it was fantastic.
It really made clear the legacy students prior have created and the responsibility that current U of M students and alumni bear to maintain it.
GET OUT OF OUR LIBRARY, UNDERGRAD!!!
Sorry, if you didn't hear that the first time, then you didn't get the full experience. :)
1) My proudest personal moment was after the 1/1/1991 Gator Bowl rout of Ole Miss. I was in the M Marching Band and my parents lived in New Orleans at the time. They came to Florida for the game, and then I went home with them afterward.
I was standing in line at a Wendy's somewhere in Mississippi on the trip home, still wearing my MMB sweatshirt. An older gentleman (classic good 'ol by Southerner) wearing an Ole Miss shirt turned to me and said, "I don't even wanna talk about the game... I will say this: yall's band kicked ours's band's ass."
2) Almost a tie for first was two years later waiting to go on the field for half-time in the Rose Bowl. We were on the Washington sideline and some obvious backup QB (dressed, but wearing a baseball cap with no helmet in sight) started talking trash to one of the girls in the band. All about how much better Washington was than Michigan, etc., etc.
I got the guys attention and a couple of jeers went back and forth. I closed with, "You know what's sad? I'm in the f***ing BAND and I'll spend more time on the field today than you will." The guy turned around and didn't say another word.
You're a hero to bandy's everywhere.
Apparently when his wife was diagnosed with cancer, her doctors believed it to be terminal. After a while, they took her to U of M hospital, who were all like "yeah, not so much... we got this." I believe she is still in remission.
It was basically the Simpsons episode where Mr. Burns was shot:
He was taken to a hospital where he was pronounced dead. He was then taken to a better hospital where his condition was upgraded to "alive."
As an (old) fan, nothing will ever come close to stuffing Woody and his undefeated, supposedly soon to be two-time national champion, greatest team ever assembled, go for two the year before to rub it in Buckeyes. It put Michigan back on the map in football, and it started the legend of Bo. I watch that game every time I stumble upon it on the BTN.
you mean your last home game as a student.
you'll still have a bowl game to watch us win.
I can't rate, so far as I know, but I wanted to praise you for at least having a reasonable point of view on the matter, even if I disagree.
But then, Im a nobody in this blog, too.
1969 tosu/M game with my dad on TV. My dad said, "no one can beat those hillbillys". When Bo beat Woody, my dad said, "this guy is ok."
Then I got the lecture of always doing your best because you never know what you are going to get.
I'm not offended by the OP because I understand he is only kidding.
FWIW: I had a good friend get into a terrible accident on I75 near Dayton. She was air lifted to tosu Medical Center and they were awesome. Maybe not as good as the M Medical Center but great nonetheless. She has severe brain damage now but at least she is alive because of those Buckeyes. She transfered to Ann Arbor and those Drs raved about the awesome care she received at tosu.
I still hate tosu though.
4th row 35 yard line on osu side with my dad. listening to osu players talk smack the whole game, watching woodson go against boston and pretty much render him average at best. the famous fight happened right in front of us and spilled into osu's bench. we win and see all the players getting roses past to them. people were rushing the field and my dad and i sat there exhausted from yelling and jumping up and down. taking in the whole atmosphere was one of the top highlights of my life, especially being with my dad! my dad and knew when we left we were going to win the rose bowl and national champioship!
The 69 game I was all of 13 yrs old Beating that great OSU squad of Jack Tatum, Jim Otis, Rex Kern, And that great day that Barry Pierson had . Thats when I became Blue for life.
This is surprisingly easy for me...
1. Graduating as a first generation college student and having the President deliver my commencement address (2010).
2. An outmatched, young 2010-11 hoops team getting devastated by Wisco and not giving up, when almost all would have. The moment that D-Mo shot clanked off the rim I had never been more prouder of how my University was represented in an athletic contest.
This has nothing to do with any moment from a game. I walked into the K-Mart in my hometown(it's in ohio) with my daughter. We were dressed all in Maize and Blue. There was one of those butt ugly blow up brutus buckeye balloons in the aisle. The worker walked up to us and asked if we wanted a picture with brutus. I assume she asked as a joke. My daughter who is 7 years old walked up to the brutus balloon and with all her might ,gave it a dong punch. I laughed so hard i damn near pissed myself. That made me proud to be a Michigan fan.
I wanted to skip the issue of the self-proclaimed judges here regarding the OP's priorities, in favor of skipping to the question...but, I can't. Chill out, no one appointed the regulars of this blog to be anyone's keeper.
Skipping the witches....
Proudest moment was the winning of the 97 Rose Bowl, as I was home on leave at the time, and it turned out to be the last game I ever got to see with my father before he died. He taught me to love Michigan football, and I guess that would the game I'd pick for it to be the last.
One of my favorite all time moments was Walter Smith's 1994 finale. Details fade with the years, so some of you may need to correct or supplement my memory, but my recollection is that he blew his knee out just before (or at the beginning of) his senior year. He wasn't really an NFL prospect, so that was the end of the line football-wise. He was elected captain and lead the team out of the tunnel and participated in coin-flips on crutches through the year.
By the end of the season, he had rehabbed to the point that he could lead the team out without crutches for the last home game (Minnesota). With the game in hand, Lloyd sent him out for a play in the fourth quarter. Everyone who had followed the story knew what was about to happen. He lined up as wide as possible. At the snap, he took one step forward and the QB (Collins?) hit him with an easy ball so he could fall out of bounds (right in front of the student section) before the DB got there. He needed help to get up, but made it into the record books for his senior season.
I've been a season ticket holder since 1989, when I was a freshman, and have been blessed to see many very special moments -- and a few heartbreaking ones too -- but that would be near the top for me. Not an particularly significant "football" moment, but an awesome "life" moment. For me, every bit as moving as the Mealer walk for me (taking nothing away from that).
Either when Michigan beats top ten Penn State at the last second or when Michigan beat Duke in basketball a couple of years ago.