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2023 tCun Shenanigans, Arguments, Cobras, Feckless Marmots, Fake Pandas, Dirty Cheaters

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Someone with a ChatGTP account should ask it to write a poem about Ono, Harbaugh, and the lost baseball to see what it spits out.
Done. I may have to rephrase the parameters. It's WAAAAAAY too early in the morning for this disgusting drivel, although the DFBIA would probably be fapping to it.

In the land of maize and blue, Where Wolverines roam and dreams come true, There lived a President wise and kind, Santo Ono, with a brilliant mind.

With a heart for service and a love for all, He led the University through the highs and falls, Guiding students to their brightest fate, And helping them conquer any challenge they face.

But in the world of sports, there was another hero, Coach Jim Harbaugh, with a fiery glow, He led the football team with passion and drive, And inspired them to always strive.

Together they worked, to make Michigan great, And build a legacy that none could debate, But one day, in the midst of a game, A baseball was lost, causing much shame.

The team searched high and low, but to no avail, The ball was gone, causing much wail, But President Ono and Coach Harbaugh knew what to do, They rallied the team, and led them through.

They taught them to never give up, even in defeat, To keep on fighting, and never accept defeat, For in the end, it's not about winning or losing, But how you play the game, and keep on moving.

And so, with heads held high, they marched on, With the spirit of Michigan, never gone, For in this place, where the maize and blue reigns, They will always rise, and never be tamed.
 
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Done. I may have to rephrase the parameters. It's WAAAAAAY too early in the morning for this disgusting drivel, although the DFBIA would probably be fapping to it.

In the land of maize and blue, Where Wolverines roam and dreams come true, There lived a President wise and kind, Santo Ono, with a brilliant mind.

With a heart for service and a love for all, He led the University through the highs and falls, Guiding students to their brightest fate, And helping them conquer any challenge they face.

But in the world of sports, there was another hero, Coach Jim Harbaugh, with a fiery glow, He led the football team with passion and drive, And inspired them to always strive.

Together they worked, to make Michigan great, And build a legacy that none could debate, But one day, in the midst of a game, A baseball was lost, causing much shame.

The team searched high and low, but to no avail, The ball was gone, causing much wail, But President Ono and Coach Harbaugh knew what to do, They rallied the team, and led them through.

They taught them to never give up, even in defeat, To keep on fighting, and never accept defeat, For in the end, it's not about winning or losing, But how you play the game, and keep on moving.

And so, with heads held high, they marched on, With the spirit of Michigan, never gone, For in this place, where the maize and blue reigns, They will always rise, and never be tamed.
Bingo! This is better.
In Ann Arbor town, a team of blue and maize,
Their leaders strong, but also filled with pride,
With egos large and arrogance ablaze,
Their fans entitled, arrogance their guide.

The President, Santo Ono, so sure,
His intellect beyond all else believed,
His hubris held no cure,
His arrogance, an ever-growing seed.

The coach, Jim Harbaugh, his mind so keen,
His football skills, a legend in their right,
But baseballs lost, his mind unclean,
His arrogance, a source of endless spite.

Their fanbase loud, entitled, and so bold,
Their arrogance, a fire that burns so bright,
With every win, their pride they hold,
With every loss, their rage ignites.

Oh, Michigan, a land of pride and might,
But arrogance, a poison that doth spread,
A place where egos reach a dizzying height,
And entitlement runs rampant, unafraid.
 
We can all joke about Spin Pass Jesus because lord knows that I have and will in the future, but that motherless fuck is 2-and-0 against Ohio State. Ohio State had to listen to him, his teammates and their chimp-brained coach chant "you are who we thought you were" the entire second half last year. I recently watched Red Dawn, and Patrick Swayze (how the hell did he maintain that perfectly coiffed, feathered hair while fighting a Winter guerilla war in the mountains?...but I digress) told one of the kids who just watched his father get executed to "turn it into something else." Well, Ohio State had better turn those second half taunts into something else, or it's going to be a long grueling Soviet occupation next Winter.
Well said.

After what happened in 2021 I have no clue how 2022 happened in Columbus of all places (vs a team without their best player). IMO we are going to have a rough time winning the game this year so I'm preparing as if we aren't winning that game.

If we are winning that game next year in Ann Arbor we'd better be prepared to run the ball. Not just half assed for the sake of trying either. We'd better be prepared to KNOW it'll be a 4 quarter game, we'll likely be in a dog fight and we'll likely not be pleased where our rushing stats stand by half time. The winner of the game always is the team who rushes for more yards and it'll be no different this year. On defense we'd better tackle, play gap sound defense or we'll incur another curb stomping. On offense we'd better continue to run the ball or again we'll get curb stomped.

They aren't going to quit if we get them behind 14-0. They aren't going to quit at half time if we are up 24-17 either. Prepare for war and start building your trenches because this year's game will likely be a game of straight up who wants it more. Who wants to just physically beat the man infront of you.


Maybe some will say "well that's playing their style of game".. yes it would be. But shit we tried to air raid these 2 years straight and now we're quoting Patrick Swayze from Red Dawn. No this is the way it has to go or we'll lose again.

Run the ball, stop the run, and control the clock.
 
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