Anyone else notice how Braxton is turned away from JT and Cardale in that header photo? Must be a split in the QB room. He gone.
Though he had his hands full in his early years, Bosa would eventually grow into the stones he once carried, and go on to lead the greatest eleven warriors in all of sport.
Next year I would name it, "Because We CAN Go For 3 Street."
Having experienced a ride on the Labrum Train, I was very impressed with the range of motion Braxton displayed at the Championship Celebration. Even something that appears simple, like throwing up both arms to urge on the crowd, is no easy task following that kind of surgery. Any of you who have had a torn labrum, or even something as minor as an arthroscopic rotator cuff repair can back me up on what it takes to get to that point after surgery. It's not like he's out there throwing a football, but he's definitely got an arm that will serve him well in the future. That in itself is a big deal, and I am very happy for him.
Thanks, Cajun, but that ship has sailed. One incompetent surgeon was all it took. That's why I make it my mission to tell anyone I find heading into a shoulder surgery to do their homework. I went to sleep for an arthroscopic rotator cuff repair, but awoke to a shoulder that had been completely opened, trashed, and a palm that turned out when my arm rested at my side. This clever and competent quack also damaged nerves and vessels in the shoulder leading to clotting issues requiring angioplasty twice to keep my arm at all. Muscle atrophy over my shoulder reveals the bone and metal that is now covered only by a thin layer of skin. Sections of vertebra were removed in my neck to attach an electrode plate for spinal cord stimulation wired to a hip implanted generator for nerve pain control. Many times things go well, but if your local, smallish orthopedic doc does knees, hips, wrists, and whatever else comes across his table, run away. Shoulders are a different, rotating breed of joint. Braxton had a top notch surgeon, but the average person takes the referral from a family doc and stays close to home. That's what you should never do. I hope to see Braxton passing the ball. I want to marvel at the ability of his surgeon and appreciate Braxton's dedication to the intensive therapy that is involved. If that is not in the cards, I'll certainly understand. Regardless his playing ability in the future, Braxton should at least benefit from his surgeon's skill in maintaining good use and motion of his arm. When I had that first rotator cuff turned labrum surgery, I had no idea I had combed my hair using my right arm for the last time. I would love to see Braxton become a Drew Brees success story, but those calling for him to be the starting QB next season have no idea what a torn labrum entails under the best of circumstances. If I was Braxton knowing now what I didn't in the beginning, I'd be thrilled to be a backup QB on a church league flag football team. Hell, I'd be content to be able to remove my own jar lids. Know your surgeon's past. Know how many comparable shoulder surgeries he has done. Know his success rate. Talk to other patients. If he objects, he/she is not for you. My last surgeon went out of his way to make me confident in his abilities. He saved my arm from amputation, and for that I am forever grateful. The first surgeon however, needs to be flogged, spat upon, and held under water until the bubbles stop.
As soon as that scarlet sinks in, he'll lose green and yellow, or white, or whatever.
I had my labrum torn, repaired, then completely detached. Surgical error was certainly a factor for me that Braxton should avoid, at least this time, but I'm really curious to see his throwing motion. My shoulder snowballed into 18 surgeries and counting, including 3 total shoulder joint replacements because the first 2 were aligned incorrectly. Even before the joint replacements my post labrum repair throwing motion was a hybrid mix of six year old girl meets Special Olympics. Surreal feeling. The brain says, "Throw the damn ball" but the arm says, "What does that mean?" It's hard to explain that sensation. Thankfully Braxton doesn't have my train wreck of a shoulder, but I've still got to see him throw to believe he can again at that level.
Very true. Who in their right mind wouldn't have seen Wilson's broken foot or Rod Smith's exit? Those two were especially predictable.
That is my favorite gif of the Badgers/Tide/Ducks this post season.
My boxer (peace be upon her soul) was very smart, and HATED squirrels passionately. Once at full run, she went airborne and snatched a squirrel off the side of a tree about 6 feet up. Squirrel stopped at 6 feet to laugh at the boxer, then was horrified to learn some boxers can fly.
That's Dick Harbaugh to you, pal.
What they lack in couches in less fortunate countries they'll more than make up for in Alabama and Oregon gear.
Disneydale Jones is my new favorite character.
This is what happens when you deprive Bosa of sleep.
It looks pretty and all, but I prefer the beautiful sound of Mark May gagging as he sucks on it. I would use italics, but I'm serious.
Imagine how good we'd be if we had the B1G COY!
I pray to all that is holy, let THIS be the day my beloved Buckeyes ain't come to play school. Let this be the day of the Duck Die Nasty.
He's just gathering all of the inside information he can before he bolts.
Welcome, Alex. You're in for a helluva fun ride. Go Bucks!
Can you believe Braxton was wearing a T shirt? Unbelievable.
The performance enhancing powers of hippie lettuce are well known. I knew there was a reason Oregon "rolled" over FSU.
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Southbuc 7 HOURS AGO
Part of life is also knowing you don't have to set yourself on fire to know it burns.
CaptainBuckeye 7 HOURS AGO
You "know" it burns because you've been told it burns. Don't go through life being told what happens. Experience it, live it , love it, hate it. This doesn't speak only to drugs. People go through life being told what happens. Unless you live it, you'll never know for yourself.
Ok. Setting myself on fire in 3... 2... 1...
I feel ya, Bags5150. Been there. Hope and pray if you're still there, all involved have positive outcome. Tough love is the hardest, most helpless feeling a parent can have in that situation. In our case just as he decided to abuse any substance he could get his hands on, he also decided to get himself clean. Associated crimes to fuel his addiction resulted in eventual forced sobriety compliments of a small county jail. After the forced detox, his sober mind was able to wrap itself around the reality he had created for himself, and he was mortified. He has been clean and sober for a long while now, and has thrown himself into urging youth to realize the trap that awaits them when they think they are just going to try something that "everybody" does. I've learned much from him, but most of all I have learned that if I could have fixed it, it would have been fixed years earlier. Only an addict can decide to truly make that change. It is only after that choice that your encouragement, love and support will not circle back and break your heart with relapse and devastation. Anything and everything you may try before that, is just throwing up another wall in the addiction maze. You can make an addict change direction, for good or bad, but the lies and deceit will continue until the addict owns his situation and dedicates himself to finding his own way out of the maze. Everyone eventually leaves the maze. Just be there at the finish line with open arms and pray that he walks out on his own two feet rather than being carried out in a bag. My family has experienced both.
284:2 for. 99.3% for the heartless Tinman.
And to think Mom said I'd never amount to anything.