November 5th, 1955....it was a redletter date in the history of science.
And the signing of the Declaration of Independence
I'd go back to '82 and get coach to put me in the 4th quarter of the game. We'd be state champs no doubt. I'd have gone pro making millions of dollars living in a big old mansion somewhere. Soaking it up in a hot tub with my soulmate.
you'd be drastically overshooting your mark by going back 240 mya—that was the middle of the Triassic, and T-Rex lived during the late Cretaceous, which was approx. 85-65 mya.
Otherwise I approve of your plan.
shit, sounds like the plan was over before it, hatched.
Beat me to it. Serves me right for not reading the whole thread before opening my trap.
and probably partying without the benefit of the one hour time difference I have, but only for one more week. I am contemplating this question, wondering if I should make my history greater or that of the wolverines. If I ever answer, you will know which way I went
And putting just a *little* more emphasis on special teams.
Bo was probably a better kicker away from going into the Rose Bowl undefeated into 1973, 1974 and 1976.
(Although college kickers, man. Who the hell knows?)
i'd talk with my mother for a long time before she passed. i'd tell her about her grand kids and that even though she's not going to see them here, it really does turn out very, very well. i'd tell her that i named my oldest after her and that the two of them are so much alike, so darn smart and they even look alot alike. i would ask her about her own life, so many things as a kid it never occured to me to ask her b/c i really didn't get the fact that she wasn't going to be with us until it was too late.
dig guys with time machines.
Marty's just about to hit the lightning bolt and get sent from 1955 to 1985 ....
If Marty were a Michigan fan, he would have gone back 7 days prior, not to October 26 1985 but to October 19 1985. Go kidnap Rob Houghtlin. Michigan beats Iowa and they very well have won a MNC (Oklahoma won it with 1 loss).
The first few games of Denard Robinson as our new starting QB were almost magical. It looked like RR finally had the team "turn the corner." Denard was seemingly playing at a different level than our mere mortal opponents. The cumulative damage of the hits he endured were yet to materialize. He looked like a certain Heisman candidate. This all began to change, of course. But for a while there...
I'll go with 1993 in order to prevent Quantum Leap from being relegated to the infamous "Time Slot Of Death" on NBC's primetime schedule. I mean, who among us did not want to see Sam finally get home in some really epic finale? OK, maybe this is just me, but at least it would mean that I would no longer have to write the yearly letter of disgust to NBC.
There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because she thinks I should. I look back on the way I was then, a young, stupid kid who made that terrible decision. I want to talk to him. I want to try to talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are, but I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that.