"This was a support group for men with testicular cancer. This is Bob. Bob had bitch tits."


Trying times, for many of us these days. Quick shoutout to Nameless, who returns from Mexico next week and lands in NoCal - er, sorry, that's derogatory. My bad. "The Land That God Hates."

(Look, I really like it up there but they need to disband their local ball club, the Great Satans.)

I know she's feeling really apprehensive about a lot of things, mostly jobby-job related. Do keep her in your thoughts.



Also, has anyone heard from B&G? Anyone?

First, he goes back to the Midwest last weekend and jinxes both his wife's team and his and frees me from a lifetime cursed to walk the earth as a Sports Jinx ... AND contracts pneumonia. I'm not making this up.

Then: this weekend. The cruelest cut of all.

I'm worried - I haven't heard from him since halftime, when the Ducks were up 143 to 7. I pray he hasn't done anything rash. I want him to know that there are people here who care for him and support him. He needs to know it will be OK. That just because Michigan suffered two of the most historically crushing losses in college football history in the span of one week it isn't the end of the world. That life goes on. That Lloyd Carr is so fired.

Keep him in your thoughts, too.