Monday, October 24, 2016
Sunday, October 23, 2016
|One of the many heads of Michigan's running back hydra. No, not that Hyrda. Even if we share the whole "Hail" thing. |
(AP/ Tony Ding)
Issue #1: Why isn't Illinois better at football?
Illinois is 4th all-time in Big Ten Conference championships, with 15 (just behind...Minnesota? Yes, Minnesota), but only have seven since 1945. For all of the people who live in Illinois, you would think that they should be able to recruit the best of Chicago and downstate and be highly competitive. Then again, Urbana-Champaign is 135 minutes away from Chicago without traffic, and Notre Dame is just an hour away, and Northwestern is "Chicago's Big Ten Team" so maybe that's part of it. Illinois being "good" always feels more like a random blip than a sustained notion.
Issue #2: Does Jim Harbaugh pay at Ruth's Chris Steak House?
I say yes, even if he is doing wonders for their Sunday-Thursday business.
Issue #3: Does Jim Harbaugh believe in Information Chaos Theory over Information Secrecy Theory?
I have a friend who breaks things for a living and he explained to me during the early years of social media that the key to not giving potential identity thieves a line on who you are is not to put zero information out there, but to put so much information out there that no one knows what is real and what is fake. If you make it plausible enough, you're not worth the hassle.
I feel like Harbaugh/Drevno/Fisch have decided that they're going to show Michigan's opponents so many things in their playbook that have so many variations, that no one will know that look X means play Y. Instead, they've gone full Vulcan: Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations. Sure, we'll try a fake punt up 34 in the second half, because the opportunity presented itself! Sure, we'll run the train after two straight misfires in the "let's just Jabrill Peppers a touchdown today" effort. Sure, we'll cook something up that earns Tyrone Wheatley, Jr. his first career catch which becomes a touchdown.
Basically, Jim Harbaugh is Jimmy James from NewsRadio:
Mr. James: "See? That's right. Just when you think I'm going to zig, I zag."
Dave Nelson: "Well sir, when you're done with your zig-zagging..."
Mr. James: "That's when I zog."
Issue #4: The Michigan Stadium scoreboard was reconfigured and now it is harder to see where the ball is spotted.
I don't need to know what quarter it is on equal footing, but I do want to know where the ball was spotted. Especially when you're in the end zone and don't have a good angle on it.
Issue #5: I hope the Yips are OK.
Saw the costumes but not being worn, I hope that the Yips are OK.
Really, that's about it. Which is fine. Yesterday was routine, for a new definition of routine. And that's awesome. On to bringing Paul home to Ann Arbor. Hail!
Monday, October 10, 2016
I stopped following the game to start dinner in that brief moment when it appeared Rutgers had more than zero points.
As for the offense: I reviewed the drive chart and realized I had almost forgotten that the first few drives...were not good. If we want to nitpick a 78-point performance (and Michigan Men always do), we can complain about using the wrong gloves and not needing a passing game.
But putting up the largest margin of victory since 1939 is a special occasion and should be noted accordingly.
Rutgers can't even stop our third string and walk-ons, but that's none of my business. It's not my job to stop trying to score.
Sunday, October 09, 2016
|Hello, Mr. Laviano, it's Taco Time. (AP / Mel Evans)|
It's worth remembering though that this game was ugly to start. The rain falling on northern New Jersey was threatening to make this game an equalized slog where it would come down to fumbles and traction. It was punt, punt, fumble on Michigan's first three series and the room was becoming visibly and audibly nervous. But then Jabrill Peppers decided to frolick down the sideline on a wildcat keeper, stopped at the Rutgers four and Michigan was in business and never looked back. Michigan kept piling on, keeping up with a tradition of going for two while up four scores and looks forward to an open date next week.
For all of the offensive fireworks and gaudy stats, the defense was the real MVP. Michigan had 13 total TFL from 13 different players, limiting Rutgers to an average of two feet per play. Not two yards, two feet. There were several moments when Michigan was on defense and successfully got pressure, only to see the Rutgers quarterback escape danger, only to have a Michigan player fly in from off screen to lay the wood where I yelped "Oh dear God." It was savage, it was unkind, and it was ferocious. It is Michigan's mentality now. It is no longer her to make friends; it is no longer concerned with being liked by any other school, team, or fan base. Considering how far Michigan has come since its last trip to Piscataway, that bleary October evening two years ago, this is a whole other world. It is a world that would have only been permissible in one's wildest dreams or deepest rooted fantasies. No longer are Michigan fans left to look for silver linings or pushed to gallows' humor. We enjoy the moment and the seemingly limitless horizon that lays out before us, because this team and this coaching staff have, thus far, made it possible.
But now here Michigan is, 6-0, running like a finely tuned machine, and yet one that still has room for improvement. That said, the expectations are such that this is where most Michigan fans thought this team would be at this point in the season. Even if the entirety of Michigan's non-conference slate is proving itself to be better than predicted before the season started, even if Michigan's toughest opponent turned out to be a Wisconsin team that did give the Wolverines fits last week, the six wins in six tries was the widely expected notion. In looking at the second half od the schedule, the next six games are fascinating if nothing else. Road trips to three of the most hostile to Michigan venues possible, Indiana and Maryland teams that are showing to be a tough out, if Michigan makes it to Thanksgiving with all of its goals in front of it, it will have shown it through the mantra: "Win with character. Win with cruelty."
Enjoy the open date and the new world.
Monday, October 03, 2016
|Numbers go in the train formation now.|
Sunday, October 02, 2016
|Darboh time, just in the nick of time. (Dustin Johnson / Maize n Brew)|
That is why I felt that Wisconsin fumble that was not on third down deep in their territory was a critical missed opportunity. Not because Michigan needed help, but because that kind of thing would be a break a team needs to help it demoralize an opponent early on and lead to the boat racing that many had foreseen. Even if Wisconsin didn't score on that drive, even if they didn't move the ball that well, it still felt like a moment of what could have been. An experienced watcher starts mentally writing the story of the game in one's head while watching the game because one has seen how these things tend to play out. Very often, that narrative is wrong, but on occasion, it ends up being right.
When Michigan went down the field late in the first quarter, pass, run, run, pass, pass, incompletion, pass, run, run, touchdown run, it felt like Michigan had found a rhythm and a way to befuddle the stout Wisconsin defense just enough to keep ahead of the chains and find paydirt. Except that is not what was meant to be. Despite getting excellent field position from Wisconsin, a horror show broke out, complete with a pair of missed field goals, a flurry of penalty flags, and a plethora of punts. In a game that Michigan should have been up 13-0 headed into the locker room, it was a very disquieting 7-0 lead and one that provided more questions than answers. Should have has yet to win a football game.
So the weirdness of the opening salvo of the third quarter, penalties leading to Michigan needing to re-punt, only to draw a roughing the snapper call on the re-kick, only to see Speight throw an interception on the play after a Shane Morris run had been called back by a hold, emblematic of the disjointed weirdness that had inhabited Michigan's offense after the touchdown. Wisconsin used a short field and a wheel route to make their first real moves on the Michigan defense and suddenly, the missed field goals loom large and become the narrative thread of what might have been.
Except, it wasn't. After another missed field goal, and five exchanged punts, Wilton Speight stayed clean for just long enough to find Amarah Darboh covered single high and dropped a duck in the bucket and Michigan led again. But the time loomed large over the 110,000 plus crowd, each second feeling longer than the last. Could the Michigan defense keep answering the bell?
In the end, Michigan held Wisconsin under 170 total yards. They had three interceptions, including a pair of critical picks by Channing Stribling as the Saturday understudy, and the single most exceptional interception I have ever seen in person by All-America Jourdan Lewis, and it was just enough to hold on to win. Not pretty, not at all textbook, but perhaps showing one critical point: If Michigan can beat its opponents in all three phases, as has been suggested, and two of them are not working on a given day, the only one that it can rely on is its defense.
In so many ways, I was reminded of the 1997 Iowa game, one of the first real tests of that championship season. It's not a perfect analogue, for instance, Michigan never trailed in this game, but when a team has championship aspirations after a long run of middling, fans and players alike need to know that the team has mettle, that the team can dig deep and find it when it needs it most, and pull out a win that keeps all of the team's goals in front of them, it becomes a relief. But it also is a reminder that there's magic in these moments, even when it does not seem apparent.
On to Rutgers, where Michigan seeks its first victory at Piscataway.
Friday, September 30, 2016
When Wilton Speight won the job, the days of pun-based rankings were over, but fortunately, Speight provides an unexpectedly different kind of wordplay. Not only is Wilton Speight an anagram goldmine, but anagrams of his name provide references that harken back to Michigan quarterbacks of yore. WHITEST LOPING is clearly a reference to John Navarre and there is no phrase more clearly associated with Tom Brady than LIGHTEN TWO PSI.
So not only do we have an anagram-meter, but the anagrams are rated according to the reputations of the great Michigan QBs they're clearing referencing. So what do we have?
Wilton Speight's Anagram Meter
1/10. Let's hope they never play like they overslept and missed their flight. It's Ryan Mallett: O, SITTING WHELP.
2/10. Do people look like they'd rather be playing baseball and striking out a lot? It's Drew Henson: WHIP IT LONGEST.
3/10. Sometimes the offense tries and fails to do things it should never have been asked to do. That describes poor Denard Robinson in THE PISTOL WING to a tee.
4/10. Are things erratic but finally rounding into legitimately good shape? Then we've got Jake Rudock: LEGIT TOWNSHIP.
5/10. An 8-4 season would be a disappointment, so let's hope things go better than they did for Todd Collins: EIGHT WINS PLOT.
6/10. Is the offense good enough to win it all with a legendarily great defense? If so, we've got Brian Griese: TOWNIES' PLIGHT, because Scorekeepers window jokes are still funny two decades later.
7/10. Is Michigan setting all kinds of offensive records, but still getting sniped at for everything that goes wrong? Then it's John Navarre: WHITEST LOPING!
8/10. Can the offense storm back from behind and beat Michigan State? If so, we've got Chad Henne: GO WIN THIS PELT
9/10. An Orange Bowl win and a preeminent NFL career only gets you so far, Tom Brady: LIGHTEN TWO PSI
10/10. Winning Orange Bowls and Super Bowls is nice, but they're no Rose Bowls, and they're definitely not People's 1998 Sexiest Athlete Alive Award. So capping off the meter is Elvis Grbac: HOT PIGLET WINS
No Michigan QB is bad enough to be associated WITH INEPT SLOG for 0/10, so we'll just go with "Rutgers" instead. (There is also an 11 - yes it is Harbaugh - but we're keeping that in reserve until it's needed.)
Standards on the Speight-meter have gone way up over the days of the Borges-O-Meter. Now 3/10 gets you a beloved long-time quarterback. No more giving bad offense a 5/10 out of hope. We're kicking off the Speight-meter this week with a rating of 6.
High expectations aboud when a national championship gets you a 6. Blame Phil Fulmer, like we always do.
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
The recent events at Michigan, between the raised fist protest by members of the football team and the racially charged flyering, there's been lots of attention paid to where we are as a campus and alumni community at Michigan, part of a larger national conversation. This conversation has no easy answers, because if it did, it would already have taken place. A piece on this topic by MTV News's (and Michigan alumna) Jane Coaston helped me understand that maybe I did have one small thing to add to this conversation.
I'm a 38-year-old white guy from the suburbs. My entire life has been lived in a triangle bounded by Livonia, Ann Arbor, and Cone, Michigan. By any estimation, I have had an incredibly blessed life, one for which I am grateful, though perhaps not always as grateful as I should be. Whatever my anxieties or stresses are, they are not life or death. I do not know the African American experience, nor would I make any claim to understanding it beyond what I have read and what I have heard from listening to people whose opinions I respect discuss it or write about it. But I do feel like an important piece has been, if not missing, at least undervalued, in the discussion of the protests taking place regarding the national anthem. It is in this area is where I feel comfortable, as someone who is well versed in America's history, in making a point.
In the preamble to the United States Constitution, Madison and the other Founders gave their generations and those in their posterity, a mission statement for the United States. We, the People, of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union. "More perfect" is a statement of striving, an aspirational goal that says "It's not going to be perfect, but we should try to be better." Immediately following that statement, the Framers provide a list of things that this Constitution seeks to accomplish: establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity. That "establish Justice" and "insure domestic Tranquility" sit side by side is what gives us pause. Those who are protesting are seeking, in a very oversimplified by me, way, equal protection under the law, something the Constitution would not assure its citizens for nearly 90 years after its ratification by the several States. That the quest for that assurance has, in the minds of some, disrupted domestic tranquility is frustrating or even angering, but it is truly in the best traditions of America's history.
One of the heritage narrative themes that runs through America's history, in its telling, is that we are a country founded on dissent and protest. The Puritans were religious dissenters who left England for an errand in the wilderness and resolved to make their colony a "city upon a hill," an example to the rest of the world. When middle-class artisans and upper-class Bostonians felt their way of life being threatened by increased regulation from Britain, they took a series of steps to express their displeasure, culminating in the Boston Tea Party. When men and women alike began to question the role slavery was playing in the United States, they began to write, and write, and write to expose what they saw as a grave injustice, often at great personal or political cost. When women felt they had waited for a half century of empty promises to grant women's suffrage, seeing nothing come of the words but delays and prevarications, they took to the streets and made their case. When African-Americans realized that nearly a century after the Civil War, America was still a segregated society of two classes of citizens, they employed a variety of techniques to make their message heard. All of these moments were, in their time, denounced by the status quo as needless agitations and harmful to the proper order of society. Today, we celebrate these groups as examples what America can do at its best, shine a light on that where we are wrong and through commitment, dedication, and courage, make things better. We strive ever forward towards more perfect, though knowing that while perfect may never be attainable, it is a lofty and worthy goal of a nation that believes in the ideals of liberty, freedom, and equality.
At a university whose motto is "Arts, Knowledge, Truth," we too can seek a better way forward. We can have minds broad enough to embrace positions with seeming contradictions. We can support the players who protest knowing that they understand their beliefs fall firmly between a love of country and a desire to see that country be better. We can believe in the possibilities of a better tomorrow while simultaneously listening to those whose today needs immediate care. We can learn from each other if we listen to each other. If we accept that, well, just maybe, we don't know better than everyone else. If we don't presume motives without asking questions, and if we can use knowledge gleaned from a wide variety of sources, backgrounds, and beliefs, perhaps we can find something closer to the truth.
I'm just one person, with a very tiny platform, if I can use my platform to support the courage of young men who seek to use their athletic gifts to benefit the university I love, and who use their platform to help draw attention to difficult truths worth examining, then I know that we are keeping in the best traditions of the university I love. A university that seeks better tomorrows together, and walks together into that future, one that is hopefully made brighter by the honor, courage, and sacrifice of those who shine a light today.
I thank you for reading, and as always, we fight for better days.
Monday, September 26, 2016
RASHAN GARY— Hoover Street Rag (@hooverstreet) September 24, 2016
also gives you
And— Hoover Street Rag (@hooverstreet) September 24, 2016
WILTON SPEIGHT— Hoover Street Rag (@hooverstreet) September 24, 2016
(but we all know that is John Navarre)
So, in this vein, here is, in no particular order, a list of anagrams for selected members of the 2016 Michigan football team (fun fact, J words are very tricky in anagrams. Also, Jake Butt is impossible to anagram, which makes sense, since it's so perfect on its own).WILTON SPEIGHT also gives you— Hoover Street Rag (@hooverstreet) September 24, 2016
AMARA DARBOH gets you ABHOR ARMADA
DEVIN ASIASI gets you VAIN DAISES
SHANE MORRIS gets you IRON SMASHER
MIKE McCRAY gets you MY, I CRACK EM
CHRIS EVANS gets you CRASH VINES
EDDIE McDOOM gets you DOOMED MEDIC
CHASE WINOVICH gets you COACH, HIVE WINS
HENRY POGGI gets you HYPER GOING
KARAN HIGDON gets you A DARN HOKING (Well...)
JOURDAN LEWIS gets you WIDE JOURNALS
CHRIS WORMLEY gets you CHOWS MERRILY
DELANO HILL gets you NO DEAL, HILL (wait, that's terrible.)
DELANO HILL gets you HELLION LAD (that, that is awesome.)
KYLE KALIS gets you SKA, LIKELY (Which I believe was a rejected name for Ace's ska band.)
MAURICE HURST gets you HAIRCUT SERUM
BEN BREDESON gets you BONES BENDER
MAURICE WAYS gets you AW, MY SAUCIER
MATTHEW GODIN gets you WIDTH MONTAGE
Sunday, September 25, 2016
|Celebrating with the students, and our ride or dies, the MGoYipYips. |
See all of Dustin's photos from the game at Maize n Brew. (Photo credit: Dustin Johnson)
Let's be transparent about a couple of very critical points before we move forward. Firstly, many Penn State loyalists are still wounded and horrified by the Sandusky child abuse scandal, because they may be Penn State fans, but they are thinking, feeling human beings first. They know the gravity, the magnitude, and the sheer awfulness of the whole of it and do not seek to wish it away, but rather want to channel it into positive directions of "Never Forget, so it never happens to anyone again." My genuine belief is that these fans are numerous, but not necessarily visible, in part because, truth be told, many of us on the outside would rather bury that chapter of college football history in the past. Perhaps occasionally, we present some fist shaking of out revulsion at the scandal to remind ourselves that we are, in fact, human. Part of this may be that creeping sense that the structural flaws of college football as constructed in American life today are a large part of what made the Sandusky scandal possible and those lessons show no signs of taking root in America writ large. Whether we like it or not, there is still a sense of "there but for the grace of God go I" as it relates to one's program.
Secondly, we cannot deny that there is a faction within the Penn State fan community disconnected with reality. In rejecting it as such, have tried to force upon the rest of the college football world a narrative that is soulless, honor-free, and numb to the victims and their very real trauma and very real pain. These people do not deserve to be listened to or given any regard, as they have chosen to recreate a pretense of a false world, one built on lies at worst, or a blind eye and few questions if we are generous. But the recriminations are so natural, so obvious; we hammer them because it makes us feel better about that we didn't choose that path. Five years on, we're no closer to answers, no closer to healing, no closer to having seemed to learn anything, and that secondary tragedy is nearly as depressing as the original scandal.
All of that said, perhaps the more fascinating, which is to say hilarious rather than soul-numbing, disconnect from reality that Penn State suffers from is the idea that James Franklin is a coach on the level of an Urban Meyer, a Mark Dantonio, or a Jim Harbaugh. That James Franklin, who seems to understand less each passing year about the nature of time and clock management, is a high-level coach that can bring Penn State's "success with honor" vision to fruition. That James Franklin is the right man for the job in State College. That James Franklin, if given the choice, would be a general preference to run your program, even if you could get a Harbaugh (just ask the PennLive writers).
James Franklin pulled a rare moment of doubling down on a surrender field goal, choosing to kick a 21 yarder after a timeout taken to avoid a delay of game penalty. This after his team had forced a three and out to open the half, and his offense had actually shown some signs of life, driving over 70 yards and making its first real impression on the Michigan side of the field all day. While I cannot prove this, I genuinely believe that this field goal had to inflame the competitive soul of Jim Harbaugh, who realized that quarter was being asked, but that no quarter was being considered, let alone granted.
So Coach Harbaugh called for the challenge on the spot on fourth down up 35-3 late in the third quarter. So Coach Harbaugh kept the starters in until the dying moments of the fourth quarter. Coach Harbaugh's philosophy is simple, we're out here to win the game, and your job is to stop us (a lesson he took from a 2004 game against Penn when he was at San Diego. I'm not calling off the dogs is about you getting stops than me not trying.) Harbaugh saw the tiny white flag attached to that field goal and ordered Penn State's continued devastation. You don't get to decide to surrender, you don't get to sue for peace, we're going to ground you into powder because I would expect no different if the roles were reversed. This will lead to calls of "classlessness" and "poor sportsmanship" but Harbaugh "always sees the game as 0-0, no matter what the scoreboard says" in a paraphrase of Brian Griese from Saturday's telecast. Harbaugh has stated that they only way you get better at playing football is playing football, and so those live snaps are some valuable time in the lab, seeing how concepts the staff have drawn up in the film room and on the practice field at the Glick play out in game situations. You've got four legitimate running backs? Let's see how all of them work? You've got three tight ends? Let's see who can block and who can catch. Coach Harbaugh knows the challenge that Michigan faces next week, not peeking ahead, but having to know that Wisconsin will be the first genuine test of Michigan's mettle. The no quarter flag is flying at Michigan Stadium and the man who raised it knows the price involved.
Sunday, September 18, 2016
|A little bit of everything. (Rick Osentoski, USA TODAY Sports)|
In sailing, when the direction that one wants to sail in is into the wind, a sailor, with great effort, must tack, or turn its bow into the danger zone, to achieve the desired direction. It requires discipline, recognition of the circumstances, and willingness to do what is needed to find a way forward.
So, after being stalled in the doldrums for much of the first quarter, Michigan's offense and defense both made adjustments that took them from 21-7 down to 45-28 as a final. We have become so acclimated to Michigan failing to adjust to what the opponent is trying to do, Michigan being stubborn and refusing to break its tendencies. That it seemed like a minor miracle when midway through the second quarter, (Truth be told, while the adjustments, which are just coaching, are better for my sanity, they make for worse columns. I was clearly much better at this when there was some "died bravely" thread running through the piece. It is a trade-off I can and happily will live with.)
So much of that "tacking" boils down to the efforts of Jabrill Peppers. Peppers needed to be great and provided a spark on defense and special teams. He was stopping the run; he executed a tremendous safety blitz that Colorado did not see until their backup quarterback was picking pieces of rubber out of his mouthguard 11 yards behind the line of scrimmage. Then, of course, there was punt return.
Because of the importance of punt returns for touchdowns in previous Heisman-winning seasons for Michigan players, there has been, in my estimation, a collective will in the Big House to compel by some larger force, Peppers into getting a punt return TD.
So when that ball took a flat trajectory into Peppers' hands, just past the midfield stripe and burst forward, it was the hope that Peppers could score in that end zone that Howard and Woodson had made famous all those years ago. It was not the prettiest run back, but Peppers is more about bursting through and fighting through than gliding fast and free. The score and subsequent point after put Michigan up 17 and for the first time all day, Michigan fans felt as though they could breathe with some ease.
And so Michigan emerges from the non-conference portion of the calendar with a 3-0 record, not as easily as some had predicted, but 3-0 nevertheless. This team is still a flawed team, but it has surpluses in critical areas that allow for those deficits to not necessarily be a huge concern...yet.
But, for now, as long as Michigan has a Peppers, it feels like it always has a chance.
Sunday, September 11, 2016
|This, this was pretty good.|
Sunday, September 04, 2016
|Speight, the final frontier. (Credit: Getty Images / Gregory Shamus)|
137 seasons into Michigan football, each new season is eagerly awaited by its fans (and its hate-watchers) to see which twists and turns the writers have in store for this year. Social media will see hushed moments of awe and vociferous complaint in the online recaps. Some will say that this season is a return to form, on par with the classics. Others will worry that the new landscape will never allow this year to measure up. But the season is here, and well, these are the voyages.
In the grand scheme, this was as strong a season opener as you could hope for in this kind of enterprise. When your defense loses the shutout because the kicker defiantly nails a 55-yarder, you just kind of laugh, because the offense nearly covered the over by itself. So many freshmen played today, it felt like an away team with all of the redshirts burning. This game, by itself, does not answer many questions, it's just one episode. New horizons wait next week, new discoveries to be made. But make no bones about it, if we're going to get beyond the last decade, one that took us into darkness, then the reboot under Harbaugh, keeping the things we loved about the original, but adding a new cast of characters, starting with a head coach with a ridiculous Q score, one seemingly regarded as an emissary by the faithful, that's where all of this brings us, to Year 2, an undiscovered country. The future remains to be written, but when you have good leadership, your crew can defy the impossible again and again.
First games are about learning something. Michigan learned a lot from last year's away mission to Salt Lake City, it bounced back because it worked on correcting mistakes that cost them a victory. All of the preseason expectations change as we gather data points. Is Colorado better than advertised, or is Colorado State really bad? Could Wisconsin be more of a challenge than anticipated? Is the defense for real? These are the storylines, some will be answered, others will be forgotten as the season moves forward. Here's to hoping that we will never have to say "Dammit Jim."
Saturday, September 03, 2016
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In 2006, I was a year and a half into the job I still hold, but I didn't have much else going on. Work took up most of my time, and trying to make friends as an adult is weird. I started gravitating online, and a lot of that gravitation took me to MGoBlog. I was completely on board with that, and with my extra time, I figured I could pour that into something similar. So I started a blog, and recruited my friends. It wasn't particularly good (at least not my stuff), but it existed and that was enough. As the years have gone on, my job got bigger, and I fell in love, got married, sold a house, moved 4 times, and bought another house. That slice of time I had has gotten slimmer, and my writing has not gotten any better, so I've receded around here.
But we're back here for the 2016 season, and there's a palpable buzz in the air. I've long given up predicting a year's outcome. It's much more likely to go well, when compared to most of the last decade, but there's a reason they play the games, etc., etc. I want to enjoy this season, just like I enjoyed the 2006 season. It should be a wild ride, and I want to hang on and watch these guys work through it. I hope you'll join me.
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
We got way more than we deserved!We're back, for our 10th anniversary season! (We don't have a patch. We should.)https://t.co/nfSNl7Ckoi— Hoover Street Rag (@hooverstreet) August 16, 2016