Note: before you read this post, read this by dex.
…to address the “don’t whine here” stance of the WLA…I hate this fucking attitude.
Second guessing the coach is part of what makes football fun for 99% of the world.
I don’t get this. Acting like a spoiled child who can’t accept a loss and/or a know-it-all who thinks he’s smarter than the coach doesn’t seem like a healthy way to go through life. Perhaps we could resurrect the corpse of Andrew Carnegie to discuss coping with things that are bad. Having said that, though, I confess that when dex describes this guy:
…you watch Michigan football for some sort of validation…you believe that “your” team winning brings you some sort of superiority…you believe that fans should “demand” excellence from the team they watch…you are defined as a person by which college team you cheer for…
He struck a chord with me, because I used to be that guy. In the stands I was a nasty meat-gazing SOB who never respected Moeller or Lloyd, never liked the playcalling, and never liked “our” players’ effort. I hated 8-4, and yet that seemed all that Michigan was capable of.
Popularity: 1%



