Indiana Tickets Free to Ill-Behaved (update: any) Reader
UPDATE: So many readers gave us tickets. I still have six more after emailing winners from this thread. If you still wanna come, email me. I'll be going in via the Crisler steps at about 2:30]
The same reader who gave us a pair of freebies last month offered them to us again.
With all the older alumni there for Homecoming I'd like them to go to somebody who'll make up for the relative quiet elsewhere. SOMEBODY has to yell "H!" or else we're just spelling
"M! I! C. ... i. g? a. n."
If you'd like a free pair of okay-ish, corner-ish tickets for this Saturday, tell us the craziest thing you ever did in Ann Arbor. Or if that could still get you in trouble, the second craziest thing you ever did in Ann Arbor.
Readers: vote with your Pos and Neg buttons.
(If you'd like to respond but don't need tickets, write "NO ENTRY" at the top of your reply).
Also:
- Make sure you can print the tix or meet up w/ me before I go into the game
- I'll pick the winner Friday afternoon at 3:00pm EST
- I'll email the winner and you'll have an hour to respond or I move on to 2nd place
- Please check with all spouses, travel schedules, etc. before entering.
October 30th, 2014 at 10:50 AM ^
/engineer'd
October 30th, 2014 at 10:49 AM ^
I moved to Ann Arbor and installed a spread-to run offense and a 3-3-5 defense. Man. Good times.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:49 AM ^
Everyone knows manball is the only way to run the football.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:54 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 10:50 AM ^
A buddy and I climbed about halfway up the arm of a cherrypicker that was outside the Ross building (when it was under construction) and then started back down.
Some guy walking past yelled, "that's all?! Pussies."
We were like, "Hell no! We're not lady parts!" and climbed all the way up into the basket.
Nobody died. But the 4Loko hangover made us feel like it.
October 30th, 2014 at 10:52 AM ^
One of the crazier things that I did - while not entirely sober, mind you - was start a water fight at Liberty Auto Wash. To this day, I am still unsure whether or not those of us involved gave each other a proper waxing. Perhaps next time, when the neighborhood isn't standing around and telling us to GTFO.
October 30th, 2014 at 1:18 PM ^
You crazy mod you, spraying water? Now THATS crazy...GIVE ME MY POINTS BACK!
October 30th, 2014 at 10:59 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 1:50 PM ^
? Campus Corner?
October 30th, 2014 at 5:30 PM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:04 AM ^
These are not entries, as only one of them is me, and I don't live in town and can't get up there for this weekend.
I may or may not have run naked down the street in the student ghetto neighborhood. More than once. Not part of the naked mile.
Another friend was drunk and got the brilliant idea to take one of those traffic horse roadblock things. He then noticed a cop in the area, so he left. And then 10 minutes later came back to try to take the horse again. He did not notice the cop was still there. Whoops.
Two other friends were walking from one party to another with the good ol' red Solo cup full of beer. Cop stopped them and gave them a ticket for open container. Cop also told them that if they needed something between parties they should just smoke weed instead because the ticket was about $100 less.
Ah, Ann Arbor.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:04 AM ^
I BOUGHT tickets to watch this team play, if that ain't crazy I'll kiss your ass...not really going to do that.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:04 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:40 AM ^
Very believable given your avatar.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:50 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:06 AM ^
Hmm the only one that really stands out from my college years was this one:
My fraternity brothers occupied a couple of houses down at the corner of State and Hoover my junior year. We paid a homeless guy $20 every game to clean up the cans and empty solo cups because pledges are unreliable at best. About three games into the season, this guy brings his also homeless girlfriend with him to the tailgate where they proceeded to dance on each other on the porch of one of the houses. At one point the woman goes into diabetic shock right on the porch so we call 911. The cops and EMS show up and start asking the homeless guy questions.
Cops: "Does she do any drugs?"
Homeless guy: "Yeah! She smoke crack!"
C:"Did she smoke crack today?"
H: "No!"
C: Did she smoke crack yesterday?"
C: "Yeah!!"
Needless to say this put the final nail in the coffin of our business arrangement with the guy.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:16 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:26 AM ^
Sorry, accidentally typed a C, the last response should be from the homeless guy.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:07 AM ^
I moved to Ann Arbor last October...from Florida. And didn't buy a snowblower.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:07 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:15 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:13 AM ^
but my crazy behavior is NSFL
October 30th, 2014 at 11:15 AM ^
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October 30th, 2014 at 11:16 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:22 AM ^
I recall eating a small amount before a football game. It was perfect fall weather but I remember after a 3rd down stop, all of the chopping arms reminded me of a bunch of worms and things got a little weird from there....
October 30th, 2014 at 11:17 AM ^
First post, be gentle. Pretended to be gay so that I could sleep with my best friend's girlfriend in her parents' bed with her mother in the next room. Protection may or may not have been used.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:28 AM ^
Welcome to the board, but that's f*cked up.
EDIT: Please note that I did not downvote you.
October 30th, 2014 at 1:12 PM ^
but your best friend's girl dude, that low
October 30th, 2014 at 11:19 AM ^
Nothing to see here except a guy managing to double post on his first post.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:18 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:21 AM ^
After a long night of keggers and dropping acid, my roommate and I wandered all over the lumber yard/railroad area, and decided the best thing to do would be to watch the sun rise from the Elbel field marching band stand. After realizing we couldn't break in to the super-locked/gated platform, we just sat on the bleachers enjoying the morning... and soon the marching band showed up to practice and we got to watch a private performance. Probably the best "come-down" of all time. Thanks MMB!
October 30th, 2014 at 12:16 PM ^
It's possible to get up there, if you're in a condition to crawl up some chain-link fence.
But, you didn't hear that from me.
October 30th, 2014 at 1:47 PM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 2:54 PM ^
what ever could you be talking about
October 30th, 2014 at 11:25 AM ^
I'm in town, but have made other plans.
But there was the time when I was in the Big House with friends (we were students) and my one friend, who is about 5' 4" got epically drunk and the rest of us picked him up and started passing him back up the student section. Eventually we lost sight of him and went back to watching the game. Sometime later (in the 4th quarter), I learned what it meant when Carl Grapentine called your name over the PA system to 110,000 people telling you to go to First Aid. They had my drunk friend there and he gave them my name and I was charged with taking him home.
This other time when we were down near the field, this same friend pissed in an empty glass labeled apple juice. Then we deliberately dropped it on the field (this is the student section corner) and we'd implore cheerleaders, band members, or whoever was walking by, "Hey, can you hand me my apple juice?" One guy finally picked it up, and the cap was apparently leaky. As he handed it back he said, "Is this piss?"
Good times as an immature college student.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:37 AM ^
Well, as part of "hell week" some of the older guys in the fraternity thought it would be funny to make us run across the street (washtenaw) naked. After we got back in the house, we were told we didn't do it right, and had to run again. About 15 minutes later, they sent us back out, and by the time we hit the center of the road, about 6 AAPD cruisers swarmed us, and had us all line up on the side of the road. So 15 guys stood there completely naked and each talked to an officer for about 15 minutes. They took our names and SS numbers, and sent us back into the house with a warning. Talking with the rest of the group afterwards, I was the only idiot who gave to police my actual name and SS number. I was convinced for the next 12 months that I would be arrested and sent to jail for violating my probation.
October 30th, 2014 at 11:38 AM ^
That's a pretty good deal, but I just got an e-mail sent to all engineering grad students saying there's 40 free tickets for the game. Section 33, rows 2 through 6. What a great time to be a student, eh?
October 30th, 2014 at 11:43 AM ^
You don't even have to buy a coke?
October 30th, 2014 at 11:55 AM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 11:58 AM ^
My junior year, welcome week a group of us, while quite intoxicated, were strolling up and down state street watching the prototypical large groups of freshman attempt to find parties. It was quite hysterical. We stopped by charlies and got even more hammered. Tried going to pizza bob's for shakes (would recommend) but they were closed. We drunkenly huddled up blocking the entire sidewalk in front of pizza bob's and decided we should sprint to pizza house from there because they had shakes and we're still open. Out of nowhere right as we are about to break someone yells "quack." We all begin slowly quacking like the mighty ducks until it culminates in us yelling "GO DUCKS!" and sprinting towards pizza house. As we are sprinting some random gent named Thomas joined us. We get about halfway there until we realize the seal really needed to be broken. We went into EQ hammered drunk and underage at the time. Extremely drunk and obnoxious accidentally use the women's bathroom. From there we head to pizza house with Thomas still with us. Get there and down 4 orders of feta bread with Thomas. Quite a fun night although we never heard from Thomas again.
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October 30th, 2014 at 12:03 PM ^
No entry because I'm out of town, but this is a fairly tame one.
My freshman year, I came down with a fever that left me completely immobile and unable to even think about getting off my roommate's rattyass futon. Yet it was a Friday, and Michigan was playing (IIRC) Michigan State in hockey that night. So I went and stood for the entire freaking game, completely zonked out of my mind on meds. And of course it went to OT, which meant standing even longer. I think it ended in a tie. I was pretty sure I was close to death.
I went home to my dorm that night, fell flat on my face in bed, and proceeded to do that sort of half-awake dream/hallucination thing all night, to the extent that I woke up the next day not entirely sure where I was. My mom came to town, literally carried me out of my room to the car, picked me up some Zingerman's breakfast that I couldn't stomach the idea of eating, and deposited me on our family room floor for two days, where I proceeded to sleep for pretty much the entire weekend.
There's also the night I acquired a discarded, seven-foot tall section of Michigan Stadium bench seating out of a dumpster after the 2005 Illinois basketball game and carried it home to East Quad through backyards and alleys in a foot of snow, apparently the only one who evaded arrest in doing so that night.
October 30th, 2014 at 2:02 PM ^
I expected this to start with "This one time at band camp"
October 30th, 2014 at 3:49 PM ^
Believe it or not, I have exactly zero interesting band-related stories of this nature. Every party where something crazy happened, I managed to somehow not be there.
October 30th, 2014 at 12:10 PM ^
After my fraternity's initiation party, two of my heavily inebriated buddies and I broke into the big house in the early hours of the morning and climbed the ladder behind the student section scoreboard. We sat on the top platform and watched the sun rise from the top of the scoreboard. One of my best college memories.
October 30th, 2014 at 2:06 PM ^
The Summer after my final year at UofM was when they were doing construction on the stadium. I went out to Ricks with my roomates on a Saturday night, and ended up bringing home a girl who was considered a "Friend with Benefits". She was also a cheerleader for Michigan.
We were both in that "Happy Go Lucky" drunk stage, and both of us were willing to do just about anything at the time. I took her up on the roof of my house(which was visible from about 60 different windows in the neighborhood), and ended up banging her for about 20 minutes. After that, both of us were still very giddy, I suggested that we walk down to the stadium, and go for round two. I proceeded to drink two beers on the 7 minute walk to the stadium, and we snuck in through a crack in the construction fence.
At that point I was fairly whiskey dicked. I took the girl down onto the field, and layed down right on top of the M at midfield. She gave me head for probably 20 minutes(I would love to have a framed photo of that). That gave me a slight recharge, and she got on top and after quite a bit of effort, I was able to complete round two.
I'm headed out of the country for the weekend, and therefore won't be able to accept any free tickets, but I'm glad for the opportunity to recount a story that I hadn't thought of in a while.
October 30th, 2014 at 12:24 PM ^
In 2008 I got into a fight with a student from Toledo after they beat us. Not my proudest moment.
**Disclaimer: I live in Florida and will not be attending the game. I just thought I would share.**
October 30th, 2014 at 12:33 PM ^
October 30th, 2014 at 12:52 PM ^
Thinking through the crazy things I did in AA brings back fond memories. I did a lot of things in AA that were totally out of character for me. Unfortunately, I'm not there anymore and can't attend the game :( but it's nice to read through these. I took a piss on the kitchen floor of a house I didn't live in at the time, I was completely sober. I ended up living in this same house a few years later and ended up taking a piss on the same kitchen floor again. I was not sober this time, in fact, I do not remember this event taking place.
October 30th, 2014 at 12:54 PM ^
After being kicked out of my fraternity, I lived in a tent in the basement of 933 S. State Street (then BOX house) for an entire semester, winter of my sophomore year. Even managed to have a girlfriend who regularly slept in the tent with me.