February 14th, 2022 at 3:35 PM ^
Or just "We, 42."
February 14th, 2022 at 3:36 PM ^
Roses are red, violets are blue, I’m using my hand, but thinking of you.
February 14th, 2022 at 3:57 PM ^
Username checks out
February 15th, 2022 at 5:09 AM ^
I may have seen that on a Hallmark card once...
February 14th, 2022 at 4:07 PM ^
I was ready to hate this.
But you damn it, you won this romantic over. Have an upvote.
February 14th, 2022 at 4:10 PM ^
Working title: "With your consent"
Michigan beat the buckeyes
i like your face and words
The buckeyes lost in football
let's just up and do it
February 14th, 2022 at 4:12 PM ^
I have no clue what the elements of a haiku are, but you could be close to one...
February 14th, 2022 at 4:14 PM ^
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his maize complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal scoreline shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as eyes can catch a glimpse of heav'n,
Mich forty-two, Ohio twenty-sev'n.
February 14th, 2022 at 4:19 PM ^
We bow before thee
February 14th, 2022 at 4:22 PM ^
Picture is worth a thousand words.
February 14th, 2022 at 5:01 PM ^
Seems like it's been so long
And yet the memories go on and on
Of a defenestration so resounding
At the hands of a Hassan Haskins pounding
42-27, that was the final word
Defeating a coach who was born on third
With three and four stars who came to play
And ruined the year for one Ryan Day
Hail, Hail to the Maize and Blue
Let's do it again in 2022.
February 15th, 2022 at 5:13 AM ^
After that game, Ryan was a sad little pup.
For what he didn't know, is that you got to pump it up.
February 14th, 2022 at 5:28 PM ^
OSU is red
Michigan is blue
We shit in the toilet
but in coolers they poo
February 14th, 2022 at 6:03 PM ^
I think we may have the same friend.
February 14th, 2022 at 6:14 PM ^
Roses are for vases
Lotion's for the skin
You will be my Valentine
Or get the hose again
February 14th, 2022 at 6:16 PM ^
Somewhat disturbing, but I like it.
February 14th, 2022 at 6:32 PM ^
I'm waiting for the FauxMo seal of approval. Or maybe Chunks the Hobo will reappear.
February 14th, 2022 at 6:45 PM ^
I laughed. Oy, how I laughed.
I tip my glass of chianti to you, sir.
February 14th, 2022 at 6:17 PM ^
Obligatory Haiku insertion:
Jim Harbaugh Is back
No More Pro League Interest
Playoffs Once Again
February 14th, 2022 at 7:06 PM ^
Buckeyes are red
Victors are blue
We gave them a cooler
They filled it with poo
February 15th, 2022 at 12:23 AM ^
We skullfucked Buckeye Nation
with each successive play
Repeated penetration
of "hang a hundred" Day
February 15th, 2022 at 7:36 AM ^
There’d been no joy in Ann Arbor
During twenty years of dread.
Waiting for that final game,
Would The Big House see more red?
Had Jim Tressel cursed the Wolverines
Or was it Urban Meyer?
Could Ryan Day continue it?
Could Harbaugh douse the fire?
Then in one, brief shining moment
For Ann Arbor’s men in blue,
Ohio State scored twenty-seven.
Michigan scored forty-two.
Though many had expected
That the ending would be cruel,
Now Michigan might once again
Be called a FOOTBALL school.
February 15th, 2022 at 8:41 AM ^
Great job, underappreciated, +1
February 15th, 2022 at 3:27 PM ^
As a long-time sports fan and lover of poetry who had a brief career in sports journalism and a failed career as a songwriter, I've always liked Ernest Lawrence Thayer's "Casey at the Bat". So I'll give Thayer my inspiration for that much shorter variation on his theme and offer this reading of the poem by a famous voice among the University of Michigan 's famous alumni.
February 15th, 2022 at 8:22 AM ^
I would up vote, but your current point count is that wonderful number... 42
February 15th, 2022 at 10:00 AM ^
Burma Shave