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Monday, September 21, 2015

Saddest Three Word Poem, Michigan Edition.


The Cubs of the NFL, and the reason I'm relieved to have other things to do on Sundays.

On the other hand, I have cause for hope down the I-94 in Ann Arbor, which is more than welcome. Still, the Wolverines will exceed my expectations if they win 8 games this year, so realism is the order of the day.



  1. I live in the land of the Leafs, so I feel your pain.

  2. Yes, it's not easy being a Leafs fan these days. That's a Lion-like bit of bad leadership right there. Even worse in a way, though--the Leafs are still a fixture in the Canadian consciousness, and the Lions have never been more than the occasional national punchline. Thus, the Leafs being down is that much worse.

  3. In a sense, it's the fans' fault. They filled the stadiums whether or not the team was good. Once the owners realized they could put together a starting line that consisted of any five of the seven dwarves with Snow White in net, and the stadium would still sell out, that was really the end of the team. A team with the Leas record anywhere else would long ago have been playing to a stadium with pigeons in the rafters and tumbleweeds blowing in between the seats, but here, the fans buy outrageously priced tickets to see their team get beaten. There is simply no incentive for management to put together a decent team.

  4. No, the "Cubs" of the NFL are the Cardinals. Last title in '47, a whole new home town where they did nothing, and then moving to Arizona.