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There's nothing productive to do so here's this. Louder Than Bombs included.

JIM HARBAUGH

"You've Got Everything Now"
"This Charming Man"
"Hand In Glove"
"I Don't Owe You Anything"
"Oscillate Wildly"
"London"

You left / Your girlfriend on the platform
With this really ragged notion that you'll return
But she knows / That when he goes /
He really goes

RICH RODRIGUEZ

"What She Said"

How come someone hasn't noticed / That I'm dead
And decided to bury me? / God knows I'm ready

"Pretty Girls Make Graves"
"Nowhere Fast"
"The Queen Is Dead"
"The Boy with the Thorn in His Side"
"Cemetery Gates"
"Is It Really So Strange?"

I left the South
I travelled North
I got confused - I killed a horse
I can't help the way that I feel

"I Started Something I Couldn't Finish"
"Death at One's Elbow"
"Shakespeare's Sister"

Young bones groan
And the rocks below say :
"Throw your skinny body down, son !"

"Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me"
"William, It Was Really Nothing"
"Sweet and Tender Hooligan"
"Sheila Take A Bow"

Throw your homework onto the fire /
Come out and find the one you love

"Asleep"

LOCAL MEDIA

 

"Barbarism Begins At Home"
"Miserable Lie"
"Bigmouth Strikes Again"
"Frankly, Mr. Shankly"

But still I'd rather be famous / than righteous or holy
Any day, any day, any day

"Paint a Vulgar Picture"
"Stop Me If You Think You've Heard This One Before"

DAVE BRANDON

 

"How Soon Is Now?"
"The Headmaster Ritual"
"I Want The One I Can't Have"
"These Things Take Time"

"Stretch Out And Wait"

BILL MARTIN

"Reel Around The Fountain"
"Well I Wonder"
"Vicar In A Tutu"

BRADY HOKE

"There Is a Light That Never Goes Out"
"Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others"
"Ask"

So, if there's something you'd like to try /
If there's something you'd like to try /
ASK ME - I WON'T SAY "NO" - HOW COULD I ?

"Back to the Old House"
"You Just Haven't Earned It Yet, Baby"

THE NFL

"A Rush and a Push and the Land Is Ours"
"I Won't Share You"
"Shoplifters of the World Unite"

DENARD ROBINSON

 

"Death of a Disco Dancer"
"Golden Lights"

GREG ROBINSON

"Unloveable"

VINCENT SMITH

"Half a Person"

LLOYD CARR

"Girlfriend in a Coma"

YOU (IN BACK)

"That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore"

I've seen this happen in other people's lives / and now it's happening in mine

"What Difference Does It Make?"

It makes none.

"Suffer Little Children"
"Unhappy Birthday"
"Still Ill"
"Rubber Ring"

The passing of time / leaves empty lives
waiting to be filled

"Girl Afraid"
"This Night Has Opened My Eyes"
"I Know It's Over"
"Panic"

Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ, Hang the DJ

"Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want"

NOBODY

"Rusholme Ruffians"

I just might walk home alone / But my faith in love is still devout

11/14/2009 – Michigan 24, Wisconsin 45 – 5-6, 1-6 Big Ten

Henri says post away

Well, I finally broke: I've checked out emotionally. This happened last year, too, and the game columns from the on were pleas for something else to do and grim, brief recaps of the latest indignity. It's progress of a sort that it took eleven games for the team to TKO any interest in what might happen the rest of this year, but it's not a fun sort of progress.

A serious thematic analysis of the Wisconsin game is pointless. Michigan's defense is exactly as horrifying as it's been all year. Everyone wants to fight each other in the liveblog. When the MGoPosse assembled to record this week's podcast, Paul said "at least we didn't muff a punt" and I responded "they didn't punt." (It turns out they did punt once in the first half, and Junior Hemingway misjudged a short one, almost fumbling it.)

Today I'll go on the radio and say the exact same things I've been saying all season to people who say the exact same things they've been saying all season. Here I could either repeat the assertion that firing Rodriguez after two years is idiotic or the description of what this season turned into in the third quarter of the Illinois game. Nothing has changed, and there's nothing to say when the team is turning in uncompetitive loss after uncompetitive loss.

There is an increased chance that sometime today I will read or hear something that cause my entire body to crumple and my head to thump audibly on the desk. So I guess that's different. Not different: for the second straight year the Ohio State week is only welcome because after it there won't be this unpleasant thing that happens every Saturday. The Notre Dame game seems like another decade.

BULLETS

• Surprised that Mouton and Ezeh got the whole game after their backups played at least as well as they did against Purdue. I guess there were huge busts by both Fitzgerald and Leach, but… um… right.
• Seriously: after Wisconsin completed their sixth or seventh big gain over the middle because Ezeh and Mouton were hugely out of position on zone drops, I was begging for the backups. No dice. The prospect of starting these guys next year is not fun.
• I'm betting the adjustment Wisconsin made to their running game was to start doubling defensive linemen for real and leaving the linebackers to their own devices, or down-blocking them on their slants and getting outside where the linebackers are on their own. Michigan was shooting into the backfield a ton early.
• Poor Brandon Graham: if Michigan would just cover anyone for two seconds he would have an incredible number of sacks this year. It wasn't Graham who had the most frustrating non-sack on Saturday, though. Stevie Brown came free up the middle on a third and five in the third quarter and Tolzien nailed a wide open tight end for a first down. That turned into the drive Wisconsin used to go up three scores, salting the game away.
• Vincent Smith is now your tentative leader for the starting tailback job next year, though that title figures to be a ceremonial one in a sea of options. I know Shaw's had the occasional nagging injury but I think he's just beat him out, fair and square. My favorite play from Smith was the screen he took past three or four defenders in the first half. He was one desperate hand-wave by a Wisconsin safety away from a touchdown a long run that looks like it should be touchdown but disappointingly ends short of it. He's got skills. There was one out that was incomplete that anyone else on the team would have caught by virtue of being bigger than a marmot, though.
• Brandon Smith seemed pretty mediocre on the edge. I know he didn't make any of the huge, obvious mistakes that Mike Williams did, but Wisconsin isn't the sort of team that puts you in the backfield unblocked to make a huge, obvious mistake. I bet a lot of the outside running Wisconsin did will be on Smith somehow.
• I did think Wisconsin was the grabbiest line Michigan's played against all year. Wisconsin's first drive saw Graham held twice on long completions, and while they got a number of calls later they just love getting their hands outside the shoulder pads. Default disclaimer whenever officiating as mentioned: would not have changed outcome of the game, would merely have led to more second-and-twenty conversions. Maybe I should thank the refs for mitigating the damage I would have done to my forehead and the sidewalk if I watched another guy wide open over the middle.

Asexual former Smiths singer Morrissey—he reproduces by budding!—is a schizophrenic, self-parodic man. He once claimed "he didn't need more ammunition" because

I don't dwell on things I'm missing
I'm just pleased with the things that I've found

… on the same album he offered this advice to his former bandmates who successfully sued him …

Don't close your eyes
A man who slits throats
Has time on his hands
And I'm gonna get you
So don't close your eyes
Don't ever close your eyes
You think you've won

He's not to be taken seriously, but pitches himself right in the perfect spot where you so want to, if only at various points in your life where wearing an incredibly fey outfit and doing fey dances in the fey desert near a mushroom-shaped rock seems like a good idea. At emotional ebbs, you can know Morrissey is mocking you, you whinging little prat, and still embrace your whinging pratitude.

So, in that spirit, here's this post. It is asexual and reproduces by budding and isn't supposed to be taken very seriously.

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Sleep on and dream of love

Because it's the closest you will
Get to love

Poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
The poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me

One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child

Who later cried :
"But Jesus…

… made me, so
Jesus save me

from pity, sympathy
And people discussing me

A frame of useless limbs

What can make good of
the bad that's been done?"

And if the lights were out
Could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth

(Or anywhere?) ohh..no

Poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly

Poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me

One November
Spawned a monster
In the shape of this child

Who must remain

A hostage to kindness
And the wheels underneath her
A hostage to the kindness
And the wheels underneath her

A symbol of where mad, mad lovers
Must pause and draw the line.

So sleep and dream of love

Cause it's the closest
You will get to love ohh

Love, that November October
Is a time
Which I must
Put out of my mind

Oh, one fine day
Let it be soon
She won't be rich or beautiful
But she'll be walking your streets
In the clothes that she went out
And chose for herself