Monday, March 21, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Fab Five Movie Review: Two Banners Down
As entertainment and strictly as a documentary, I thought the FAB FIVE movie on ESPN last night was really good.
As a Michigan fan, I'll say what I've always said about the Fab Five: their "legacy" is one of destroying the program. Period. The reason simply making the tournament this year is such a big deal for our once proud program is a direct result of the carnage left behind by the Fab Five, who never won anything during their days at Michigan.
Furthermore, watching these guys a) show no remorse for what happened to the program as a result of their "legacy" - and even "blaming" Michigan to some extent and b) hearing them continually talk about about the money they weren't making as college athletes, was appalling and tells me not much has changed.
Put it this way, if you change the colors on the jerseys in that doc to Green and White or Scarlet and Gray, Michigan message boards - and probably this blog - would be filled with M fans today ripping them.
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| Their legacy is still being felt today - and not in a good way |
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Dancing! #8 Michigan vs. # 9 Tennessee
Michigan is the #8 seed in the West Region and will play #9 Tennessee. Winner of that plays
Dare to dream match-up for Michigan:
The #2 seed in the bottom of the West Region is San Diego State, coached by former Michigan head coach Steve Fisher.
Go Blue!
(vid HT: Varsity Blue via MVictors)
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Wallpaper Wednesday: Hoops explosion



In addition, I wanted to take advantage of the soon to be lost into the abyss of pop-culture history Sheen-ism from this week.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Like a breath of fresh air...

This is the internet equivalent of a UM fan walking into the Peanut Barral right now and trying to talk smack. I expect an appropriate reaction from my Spartan Brethern, but I'll offer this one:
Fuck off.
Go back to your double-wide, your 3-bill GF with fewer teeth than grades of education completed and fuck off.
Go rub one out to the picture of Bo that hangs on your wall and cry yourself to sleep in your flea-ridden blankets because you wish someday you could be truly affiliated with UM and fuck off.
Go get some sleep so you can make your shift at Walmart tomorrow morning and kindly, truly and sincerely fuck off. I harbor nothing but ill will towards that festering cesspool of human iniquity in that oozing blight upon Mother Earth known as Ann Arbor. I hate the arrogant pricks that go there and the trash bandwagon fans than hang on, grasping at success vicariously through an institution that they could never hope to be truly a part of.
In conclusion, fuck off.



