I was one of the lucky ones on this day. I had suffered a devastating ankle injury about a month prior to this, that ultimately required a couple of surgeries. I was about three weeks into recovery after the first, and I woke up that morning not feeling right. A trip to my doctor had quickly turned into a trip to the hospital, where what they suspected was confirmed, my entire left leg was clotted, and I had major bi-lateral pulmonary embolisms. They got me settled into my hospital room about 5 minutes after tip-off. I watched the game with much consternation, but not much outward expression, not wanting to dislodge the rather large and precariously placed blood clot that was tucked up right behind my collar bone. The “death zone” as the doctor referred to it. Once Poole hit that shot, all bets were off, and I went into full “if he dies, he dies” mode. I was yelling as much as I could with the sharp pains in my lungs, monitors beeping and buzzing, and nurses rushing to see what went wrong. My main nurse that night, from Centreville, MI, and a Sparty grad (even though we were about 1100 miles from home) was not impressed, just like I was unimpressed with their ability to crack the Syracuse zone defense in the tournament. Thankfully I pulled through, and got discharged the morning of the National Championship game against Villanova.
It seems like all he has done since taking the Chargers job is some form of this interview. Maybe the California sun has cost him his competitive edge.
Outside of my devastating ankle injury during the 2A State Championship Game, I have sprained my ankles countless times. One thing that is rarely considered and easy to do is to fracture your malleolus. I fractured both of my inside malleolus’ (malleoli?) and both took excruciatingly long to heal - around a year. But that was without knowledge that I had actually fractured them until long after the fact.
Losing games is one thing. Running good people out of the program is another. These situations feel different. Even if Juwan gets the ship turned around, the only thing in front of him will be scorched Earth. Also, fire Warde.
This. I am expecting the ultimate dong punch here. Lions win out, Niners lose 2 of 3, Lions get #1 overall, and are considered serious Super Bowl contenders, if not outright favorites. Then comes a heartbreaking loss in the first playoff game ever at Ford Field, and it’s a brand new Same Old Lions.
I will be there with the whole family. One Pride! Peggy and I will be there early Tuesday AM, and leaving on Tuesday of the following week. Alumni association lists the Prytania Bar as their watch party, but there will be no other “Michigan” bars in town. Manning’s inside of Harrah’s will be a good bet to find fellow Michigan brethren, but remember, many Lions fans are also Sparty folks. Going to be hard to get from Indy to the Big Easy and get some sleep for a noon central kick. That gives you about 12 hours between end of B1G Championship game, and kickoff at the Superdome.
If it is of any help to any of you, any time a Sparty tries to badger me about the recent goings-on, I tell them they wish that they had this kind of national relevance. Which is a major part of why the story got as big as it did, and how everything happened as quickly as it did, even though it may not have seemed like it at the time. But could you imagine if Jim Harbaugh got caught “chopping his wood” (although I like to imagine he calls it “taking one for The Team, The Team, The Team”)? It would be the story of the decade. Anyway, I’ll go back to not caring about Sparty for several months.
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The Raleigh St. Augustine ain’t always greener on the other side, I tell ya hwhat.
No problem, XM. Your years of contribution to the blog have earned you a pass or two in my book. Yep.
Lyrid meteor showers will also be visible to most of the Northern Hemisphere tonight.
Cool. Now do one for football.
Who the hell is Scotty Pippin?
If Brady Hoke is clapping in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?
Soft cookies, tough cookies, doesn’t matter, Harbaugh chewed them up, and washed it down with an ice cold glass of whole milk.
Charcoal.
You don’t need to play a difficult schedule when you’re JUST SO DAMN TOUGH!
This comment reads as though it was written by a drunken A.I.
That’s the wrong link, Itellyahwhat.
The word you don’t want to mention is plastered inside of the coolers.
Best of luck, Wendy. Hopefully it is something that can heal quickly for you!
I was one of the lucky ones on this day. I had suffered a devastating ankle injury about a month prior to this, that ultimately required a couple of surgeries. I was about three weeks into recovery after the first, and I woke up that morning not feeling right. A trip to my doctor had quickly turned into a trip to the hospital, where what they suspected was confirmed, my entire left leg was clotted, and I had major bi-lateral pulmonary embolisms. They got me settled into my hospital room about 5 minutes after tip-off. I watched the game with much consternation, but not much outward expression, not wanting to dislodge the rather large and precariously placed blood clot that was tucked up right behind my collar bone. The “death zone” as the doctor referred to it. Once Poole hit that shot, all bets were off, and I went into full “if he dies, he dies” mode. I was yelling as much as I could with the sharp pains in my lungs, monitors beeping and buzzing, and nurses rushing to see what went wrong. My main nurse that night, from Centreville, MI, and a Sparty grad (even though we were about 1100 miles from home) was not impressed, just like I was unimpressed with their ability to crack the Syracuse zone defense in the tournament. Thankfully I pulled through, and got discharged the morning of the National Championship game against Villanova.
Let’s take this board back to the Golden Age of the “Fire Beilein” threads.
I am disappointed that this comment wasn’t made by Even You Brutus?
Once Conor Stallions saw the sign, it was the beginning of the end.
It seems like all he has done since taking the Chargers job is some form of this interview. Maybe the California sun has cost him his competitive edge.
My narrow urethra almost put me in the same boat.
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Outside of my devastating ankle injury during the 2A State Championship Game, I have sprained my ankles countless times. One thing that is rarely considered and easy to do is to fracture your malleolus. I fractured both of my inside malleolus’ (malleoli?) and both took excruciatingly long to heal - around a year. But that was without knowledge that I had actually fractured them until long after the fact.
Losing games is one thing. Running good people out of the program is another. These situations feel different. Even if Juwan gets the ship turned around, the only thing in front of him will be scorched Earth. Also, fire Warde.
I hope Mr. Strickland doesn’t find out that I applied.
That boy ain’t right.
This is like, his 5th tattoo.
That boy ain’t right.
I will be sitting in my hotel room gnashing my teeth, and wringing my hands in anticipation.
More like the hose coming off the tank, but she will feel the heat regardless!
Double post. I’ve had about 6 too many Alamos.
Resign Harbaugh to what?
I’ll fire up the Wagner Char-King, and we can get it nice and well done for him. I’m sure he would eat it no other way, I’ll tell ya hwhat.
I’m sure once he saw his Dad steal 3rd base, he thought he could steal too.
I’ll get the Char-King going.
This. I am expecting the ultimate dong punch here. Lions win out, Niners lose 2 of 3, Lions get #1 overall, and are considered serious Super Bowl contenders, if not outright favorites. Then comes a heartbreaking loss in the first playoff game ever at Ford Field, and it’s a brand new Same Old Lions.
How reasonable of you.
This home playoff game at Ford Field is going to be one more episode in the ongoing saga of the “Same Old Lions”.
BWHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! By Buckeye math the final score should have been more like 44-17? Since those types of violations are worth 21 points minimum.
I am disappointed, however Lady Bird is strutting around like she owns the place.
It’s deja vu all over again.
I will be there with the whole family. One Pride! Peggy and I will be there early Tuesday AM, and leaving on Tuesday of the following week. Alumni association lists the Prytania Bar as their watch party, but there will be no other “Michigan” bars in town. Manning’s inside of Harrah’s will be a good bet to find fellow Michigan brethren, but remember, many Lions fans are also Sparty folks. Going to be hard to get from Indy to the Big Easy and get some sleep for a noon central kick. That gives you about 12 hours between end of B1G Championship game, and kickoff at the Superdome.
If it is of any help to any of you, any time a Sparty tries to badger me about the recent goings-on, I tell them they wish that they had this kind of national relevance. Which is a major part of why the story got as big as it did, and how everything happened as quickly as it did, even though it may not have seemed like it at the time. But could you imagine if Jim Harbaugh got caught “chopping his wood” (although I like to imagine he calls it “taking one for The Team, The Team, The Team”)? It would be the story of the decade. Anyway, I’ll go back to not caring about Sparty for several months.
For tonight’s games, yes, root for the Huskies. Makes it a better win for Oregon next week.
Don’t discount this Iowa team, playing for their retiring coach.
Root for Bama, Washington, Florida State.
Iron Bowl! Bama is mortal again.
He did. They exchanged approximately five words total. It was a pretty classy effort by both teams today.
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