Bruise or Cruise. Pick one, you'll get the other.
Mom always said I'd go blind if I played with Mr. Wiggly too much. Apparently she was serious. Get well soon!
St. Marys, here. Same league (Go WBL!) as Defiance. Made that trip many times.
Corch Irvin Maya. How soon we forget.
Urban keeps up this level of early player development, and Ferentz is going to win the B1G COY by a slimmer margin than usual.
No escape from reality.
Should be 5 since he caught the ball and the defender the last time.
You will never see a perfect stadium with these things because someone always wants to wear the clothes they want to wear.
I'll bet the North Koreans could pull off a flawless stadium stripe out. They do blackouts very well, also. Every time the sun goes down. And man could they march a halftime show. I've seen film of them doing some pretty incredible things, and that was just for some guy's birthday party.
Second third touchdown pass of the quarter by JT!
Let's eat Grandma. Let's eat, Grandma.
Punctuation can save more than your starting position.
What the 11W crew has created is so much more than another sports blog. Through the forums, at a particularly difficult time, I made a post about a personally difficult situation. I was recovering from a seemingly endless run of surgeries (I was at 16 or 17 at the time, I think) and had moved in by myself to care for 2 terminally ill parents, one of whom didn't know who I was any more.
My parents had been scammed of their life savings, and I was trying to care for them physically and financially, while balancing my own health and marriage at the same time. Dark days. I wasn't sure there was light at the end, and was even less sure I wanted to even find out.
I was alone with bad health and the impending death of parents who could no longer care for their most basic daily needs; bathing, feeding, bathroom needs included, 24 hours a day - 7 days a week. I felt alone, until that post. The outpouring of support from members of the 11W community kept me going. Offerings of personal emails for direct contact, and general encouragement helped me regain a focus and perspective that helped me through.
My parents have since passed, I have only one more planned surgery on the horizon, and life is regaining a more positive focus. Had the collection of individuals I heard from on 11W at that time not been there, I'm not sure I would have made it through. 11W is more than a sports site. It's a gathering place for some of the finest people humanity has to offer. For that I give Jason and the gang my heartfelt thanks.
The obligatory: Not that there's anything wrong with that.
do not really care have no idea what happened here, but I am willing to admit I'm an asshole. In fact, I'll be the Official 11W Asshole if it helps resolve issues amongst or between my 11W brethren. Just blame me. It's a tactic that the devil my ex-wife has used to great financial gain, and I am willing to take one for the 11W Team. The Tin Man has no heart. That's not only a coincidence, it may be my 11W destiny.
We currently have 3 rescue dogs, all formerly abused. One is a Doberman/Gordon Setter mix, one is a Pit/Border Collie mix, and a small purebred Italian Greyhound. The most loving dogs anyone could have, and loyal members of our family "pack."
We recently lost a MinPin we rescued from an abuse situation when he was 10 years old. Abused, overweight, and trachea issues from being lifted by his twisted collar and force fed hot sauce "for fun." When we rescued him, the vet gave him possibly 3 months to live. He just passed earlier this summer. He scoffed at that 3 month prognosis and was nearly 21 years old when he died, old, content, and happy in my arms.
If you are looking for a commitment to a dog, please rescue! The love and devotion you shower on your pet will come back to you ten times over.
3 - See #2
Do you mean in the pool?
May you join me on the
medal stand recliner of your choice as the Star Spangled Banner Buckeyes game plays, and over the roar of the crowd you can hear the adoring shrill cries of my wife calling out her endless list of events chores she thinks I should currently be competing in completing.
But that implies you can still give a good run. I rest my case (as well as my ass.)
I used to be very fit and active. Pretty decent middle distance runner. Now I sit on my ass, mostly. Actually, I fancy myself the reigning North American Freestyle Ass-sitting Olympic Gold Medalist. So at least I have that.
Too bad it wasn't Dad Ebner vs punk-ass thief on a level playing field. The only pipe Dad Ebner would have needed is the one his actual arms are made of in that match. RIP Mr. Ebner. You raised a fine son. Show 'em what you're made of today, Nate. Buckeye Nation will be with you, and so will your Dad.
What he said: "They kicked our ass."
What he was thinking: "They flipped our ass upside down, smashed it into the turf, and ran over it. Repeatedly."
Bleacher Report writers use this one weird trick to create their articles. I wept when I saw the results of their shocking makeover. Did they go too far? #7 was shocking.
And then came the Factory of Gladness...
Yeah, ok whatever. So what's up with Tyjon or Emory Jones today, Birm?
Best wishes to the best in recruiting coverage, bar none. You'll be missed.