Seeing Red: A Trip Behind Enemy Lines (and Gumbo)

A pal of mine sent me a text this afternoon asking if I'd like to go to the Butler v. IU game in Ass. Hall...so after making sure LBD, TBD and Mrs. Boilerdowd were all good for the evening, I took the trip to the wretched squalor town of Bloomington, IN.

I worked on a project a few years ago that took me into the bowels of the Hall, and hadn't been back since...and tonight's visit provided me with some much-needed ammo info.

First off, I was reminded of my first sports hate: IU fans congregating at Ass. Hall.  Back when Knight was there, I loved watching Bobby clones in their red sweaters over-react to each of the two or three fouls called against IU each contest.  While there's no doubt the Hall can be a loud venue, it's at its most-deafening when the IU faithful are giving a collective groan or boo.  They've always been great at group-think negativity, but they've added chanting mediocre and underexperienced players to their repertoire as well.

Finally: Rich Rodriguez Shows Some Emotion

At UM's football post-season banquet, The menu was potatoes, carrots, braised beef (or chicken with cream sauce) and whine...provided by the head coach. There was also dancing by the team and coach to tunes by Josh Groben. Truly sounds like a magical night.

Late in the night, Roy Roundtree commented* on the event saying, "Unlike Purdue, this wasn't boring. What we saw tonight is the reason I came to Michigan."

Jovial RichRod

Enthusiastic RichRod

Suspicious RichRod

Supportive RichRod

Theatrical RichRod

Concerned RichRod

Pensive RichRod

Content RichRod

Nauseous RichRod

Cockshur RichRod

*Roundtree might or might not have said it...but he thought it.