Maize is corn, actually, which is where the color derives its name. Why don't you copyright "coral" or "cornflower" while you are at it.
Wait, why are we walking into the mouth of a dinosaur?
The link does say 2 hours ago, but this is nearly an exast repost of an ESPN article from last week. And there were many, many threads discussing it at the time.
If the Bulls can have Noah on their roster (and start him, even), then Craft can find a place in the league. If not, all justice is lost.
Did you hear about Harbaugh's interview with Colin Cowherd last week? Here, let me start a few topics on that while we're at it.
I don't have a story quite like that one, but I will share the closest I can come to that from my own life.
I was in the 101st Airborne Division (Air Assault) in 2003 when we first invaded Iraq. My particular unit was part of the 1st Brigade Combat Team and we were staging at Camp Pennsylvania somewhere in Kuwait near the Iraqi border. We had been there a little over a week, suffering through the heat and sand storms, doing what training we could (including PT in MOPP 4 with our masks on running through the sand). I remember the day we were issued our ammunition -- full loads for our M4s, grenades, I even got an AT4 rocket launcher (perks of being a commander's driver, I suppose). That night we had our trucks lined up and ready to roll out into Iraq. It was dark and we hear the sound of two grenades exploding.
You probably read about this in the news -- it was a recent convert to Islam who was part of the 1st Brigade HHC. He had probably had his grenades issued within a few hours prior and at first opportunity attempted to assassinate our commander. This being my first ever deployment, I can't recount the fear and panic going through my head as we searched for whoever might have been responsible all night. We took turns in hour shifts -- 1 hour on, 1 hour off, all night, keeping watch until dawn. That may have been the longest night of my life at the time. The next longest would be a few days later, when we actually did roll out.
As the commander's driver, I was responsible for all of the driving. We didn't have a third man in our truck, which means I had no relief. We left early in the morning. Every few hours we would stop for fuel. Then it was night. The convoy diverts off road. We are the last vehicle in the convoy, but seeing the vehicles in front of us through the darkness and the sand is difficult. We end up on another road and stop to refuel, yet again. I am fighting the fatigue, suddenly, all I see are lights in the distance, I had dozed off. I hit the gas to catch up, and as I do so I see my commander, sound asleep in the passenger seat. Panic. I catch up to the convoy, luckily they had kept going straight the entire time.
Soon, it is daylight again and we continue to drive. There is a giant hole in the middle of the road, the entire convoy diverts around it. As I am turning back onto the road, my commander awakens: "Private, what the hell are you doing? Stay awake! Stay on the road!" "Sir, there was a hole in the road. The entire convoy went offroad around it, I wasn't asleep, sir." Silence.
I'm not sure what time it was when we finally arrived at a FOB, I think I had been driving for 36 hours straight. I might have eaten 3 MREs during that time, any time I could spare as we made our periodic stops for fuel. I was exhausted, I was starving to death, and I don't think I was in my right mind for weeks after. Just driving, stopping, refueling, driving, pissing in a bottle while driving, more driving, insanity.
We never encountered any resistance during those first few days. If we had, I'm not sure if we would have made it through. God protected us, I know that much for certain.
So what you're saying is that Braxton is 9Route?
It's a shame that he couldn't study under the tutelage of Bauserman. Because there really isn't a bad time to throw it into the stands, amirite?
This thread has all my upvotes. Big Congratulations to TBDBITL!!
To stay healthy, opposing defenses should just let us score, as it will not affect the outcome of the game. See: Landon Collins and Oregon's Nose Tackle.
His reason to be angry is that Ohio State's coaching staff said, after the doctors failed to clear him, that he could never play at Ohio State even if his knee healed in the future. Once you accept a medical hardship you can't play again.
Certainly having to redshirt will only help him in the long run, the more rest and recovery time he gets, the better. Apparently our coaching staff felt that he would only keep reinjuring it and didn't want him to risk that. Auburn feels differently (and so does Dr. Andrews, who also worked on Braxton's shoulder and has recently cleared him). I'm sure if Ohio State were to have offered Braxton a medical hardship after his second surgery, without giving any opportunity to recover and come back, he and us as well would be angry.
Don't tell me you wouldn't be angry if a doctor and a coach told you that your career that you had worked your entire life for was over...
I can understand both sides, and I think it's rather hilarious that they put that specifically into his contract. I wonder if they have that in all of them or just his being from Hawaii? I wonder if he was allowed to surf while at Oregon?
Maybe the Browns can work in a deal with him and let him know he can surf in Lake Erie as much as he wants?
A lot of people bash General Studies around here, but I actually did some research on it a while back (probably after Ramzy's article about the same). It may sound like a waste, but it can actually allow you to specialize more in a particular field than majoring in the same would actually do. Also, you can blend two related fields together in order to make yourself more marketable to either field. It really depends on the individual plan for the person.
Without looking at all of the players at Michigan and analyzing all of their specific coursework, you really can't say one way or another whether or not they are slacking off or earning a degree with any value. They could actually be doing better than declaring a major if they are doing it right.
Completely off topic but anytime I see someone improperly wearing the uniform it makes me angry. I have to restrain myself in public sometimes (the Sergeant in me is not easily silenced).
I was watching it last night while doing some work in the kitchen (we're remodeling so our kitchen is currently our living room) and noticed she was from Toledo. When the President Harding question came up and she didn't know that Marion was in Ohio and lives literally an hour away... wow. I was thinking about you, DJ, and how devastated you would be if you saw it.
Seeing as he registered to vote and registered as an organ donor, both of which can be done at the BMV in Ohio when obtaining or renewing a drivers license, I would say that he did in fact get a drivers license in addition to registering his vehicle and getting new plates. Side note: twitter seems to be upset over him not getting U of M plates. Since we all know that [M] orons was taken, he probably didn't have any other ideas so he just got a regular one.
I agree about the selfie, if you don't take it yourself it isn't a selfie. Also, I hate the word selfie.
Something called Thrillist — yeah, I'd never heard of it either — looked at states' "contributions to America" meaning, "inventions, food/drink, somewhat productive famous people, unique physical beauty, etc."
Apparently the inventors of human flight do not count as inventors or somewhat productive famous people, nor the first man to walk on the moon, nor the half a dozen or so US Presidents from Ohio. What has Michigan done other than produce companies requiring government bailouts due to gross negligence and mismanagement? Other than fighting (and losing) a war over Toledo, obviously.
As long as Shia Lebouf is in a galaxy far, far away from this movie, then it might do well. He was the worst part of the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, and there were many, many bad things in that movie.
Twinkie weiner sandwich! Your favorite!
I hope all of you guys know the movie this gif is from...
Underrated portion of this picture: Tyvis is reading a magazine with a page titled "Email."
And the front appears to be the Mona Lisa. All kinds of strange going on in that picture...
I came here for Dilly Bar Dan, was disappointed.
Regarding Loving, I am not sure what happened during/after his suspension (or what it was even for) but he came back different. I hope that in the offseason he can get his head back on straight, because he can be a dynamite player when he is focused, he just could not focus during the latter parts of the season.
We have a lot of talent coming in this year, though, and it will be good to start over fresh at certain positions *ahem* center *ahem*. I think we have an equal chance of being great and being terrible. Obviously, hoping for the former.
Yeah, I gotta agree with you a little. I respect the swag, but that suit is all kinds of wrong for any other event.
Thanks for the words.
After a few years of playing, we got a new kid on the team (there was always some reshuffling from year to year) whose mom was a big fan. And she cared enough to actually give all the kids individual attention. I remember one afternoon, we would occasionally practice at Northland Highschool, and the mom teaches me proper throwing mechanics. Everyone was amazed when I launched the ball from deep right-field into second base for the first time. I was more amazed than anyone, to be honest. Took 30 seconds of coaching.
Kids often pick things up quick. You show them the smallest amount of attention, when they had previously lacked it, and it can make a world of difference. I wish my coaches then had taken even a few minutes here and there to teach me how to play. Eventually I played on my high school team where we had an amazing coach who loved his kids (didn't have biological children, not sure if he ever married) and would spend countless hours every week with them. I wish every coach was like that, rather than the coaches who were only interested in the prospects of their own kids that I had in little league.
In Iraq, my company commander issued about 1,000 terroristic threats every single day. I was more scared of him than of the insurgents, tbh. I really thought he was going to kill me.