Harbaugh's 1st staee game. I would run onto the field a split-second right before that last snap so they would have to do it over.
and I'm thinking "yeah, stop him from getting his arm broken"
My freshmen year and, after years of awesomeness, they end up 6-6
and watch the Roll Damn Tide scandal unfold in real-time. I was traveling and missed the damn thing. It remains the greatest regret in my life.
EDIT: Wait, what if I had disrupted the RDT scandal and it never happened? Would any of us even be born?
Don't hurt yourself. Folks had suspected RDT wasn't real for a while. Just like the slow discovery about Santa Claus, Tooth Fairy and RR's offense.
I would disrupt the procreative coupling that produced Vincent Connare, the vicious sociopath who was responsible for the creation of Comic Sans in the 1990s.
I'd go back to that night Dave Brandon's parents became romantic.
I wouldn't speak. I would just show them these.
And then I would tell them that their son has a message for them from the future.
How did they get built?
Really, really cheap. More or less like big-time college sports.
That I'm the first one to post just anywhere in the past to invent current shit that's worth millions.
Before Twitter, Facebook, Google, etc... Invent them all, own the world.
to tell myself to go all in on AAPL
I paid for a good chunk of undergrad with a clutch of AAPL I bought with some birthday money when it was at like $5/share in the late 90s... Perhaps the high point of being an Apple fanboy in the years when no one cared and things looked grim. Proud to still be a stockholder, even if I've sold off most of it.
Go back to 1996 when it was less than a month from bankruptcy and trading for a split-adjusted 50 cents a share. $10,000 bucks there gets you over $3 million today, and that's not even counting dividends.
Or hell, go back to 1976 and buy Ron Wayne's 10% of the company for the $800 he sold it for. That would be worth about $80 BILLION today. That's an awful lot of coke and hookers.
Just not enough
email us back when you get when/where you're going.
I would go back in time and talk to my dad the day before he died.
He wound up dying alone, and nobody confirmed it for nine days.
I have a lot of questions for that man. A lot of things I would tell him. Maybe I'd just sit there in silence. But that's where and when I'd go.
This will always be my answer to this question, as well as "if you could have dinner with any five people in history", my dad would be at that table.
I hate dwelling on regrets or what-could-have-been's. But I made a grave mistake when, in June of 2000, I sold some stock that was at an all-time high, but only sold half of it. I still have the other half, and it's worth less than 1/10th of what it was back in 2000.
I say this with the greatest respect, especially on Mother's Day:
Your Mom was a badass.
That's the one I immediately thought of, because I'd be watching my GGG-Grandfather and the rest of the 24th Michigan in action.
I'll get back to you in time
Make Lloyd (who absolutely DID lobby for the job, in response to a prior post) keep sending letters, making calls, etc DAILY to Justin King to run through the tape on his recruitment, rather than letting Pedo State back in to flip his silent.
King was the only CB to shut down Ted Ginn in '06. Ginn tore us up in The Game. Put King in opposite Leon Hall and we have fixed the biggest weak link in the otherwise outstanding '06 D. We win a NC pretty clearly over UF with King, IMO.
I would have loved to been there for Bo's first season upset victory over number 1 OSU. This turned our entire program around after the doldrum years of the late 50s and 60s. I'm glad we got Harbuagh and hope he can get his first win against OSU at home this season!
I'd go back and make sure RR never sniffed AA. Same for Hoke. That set us back way too far.
I'd go back to 1973 and warn myself about my Ex-Wife.
I'd also hang on to a couple of cool cars I had in the day.
After all those misses/blown opportunities from '72 - '75 against the bucks to get into the Rose Bowl, once we get in, we lay an egg and get upended. Still can't get over the disbelief for a young teen at the time. To this day, seeing or hearing ANYTHING about Charles White or John Robinson ( gosh was he annoying just listening to him talk ) reminds me of an early lesson in life about " Life is not always fair ".
Also, being down 24-0 in the 3rd quarter vs. Warren Moon & company? Really??
I still regret never seeing a Michigan-USC September matchup in Ann Arbor or even on neutral ground.
Hey...at least we beat Rick Pitino this year...that helped a little bit.
I'd be tempted to take a few modern history books back to the Constitutional Convention in 1787. I'd give them to James Madison and Alexander Hamilton, and suggest that they read them carefully and keep them in mind when they were writing the country's blueprint. (Guys, some of those amendments might want to be worded a little more clearly.)
I'd also let Hamilton know that he's going to be the subject of a really kick-ass musical.
I'd go back in time and go after my ex-girlfriend's sister.
Every time. You meet a girl, you think she's an 8, and then two months later you meet her sister who is a 9. Every time! She'll be a little bit taller, maybe. A little bit cuter. Her eyes will be a little more blue. Something. The grass is always greener on the side of the other siste.r
But you have ethics, you see. You know that the hotter sister is off-limits. and even if the girl you're dating says "you know, it almost seems like you're more compatible with my sister", you're supposed to just shrug it off. But you know. You know you are more compatible with the other, hotter sister.
But you met the girl you're dating first.
and you smile and just take it and try not to think of the hotter sister when you're having sex.
Unless you have a time machine.
"I'd go back in time and go after my ex-girlfriend's sister.
Every time. You meet a girl, you think she's an 8, and then two months later you meet her sister who is a 9. Every time! She'll be a little bit taller, maybe. A little bit cuter. Her eyes will be a little more blue. Something. The grass is always greener on the side of the other siste.r
But you have ethics, you see. You know that the hotter sister is off-limits. and even if the girl you're dating says "you know, it almost seems like you're more compatible with my sister", you're supposed to just shrug it off. But you know. You know you are more compatible with the other, hotter sister.
But you met the girl you're dating first.
and you smile and just take it and try not to think of the hotter sister when you're having sex.
Unless you have a time machine. "
Sometimes there's one with big blue eyes, cute as a bunny,
With hair down to here, and plenty of money,
And just when you think she's that one in the world,
Your heart gets stolen by some mousy little girl,
And then you know you'd better make up your mind.
And pick up on one and leave the other behind.
It's not often easy and not often kind.
Did you ever have to make up your mind?
Sometimes you really dig a girl the moment you kiss her,
And then you get distracted by her older sister.
When in walks her father and takes you in line,
And says, "Better go on home, son, and make up your mind."
And then you bet you'd better finally decide.
And say yes to one and let the other one ride.
There's so many changes and tears you must hide.
Did you ever have to finally decide?