It's been a long time, shouldn't have left you

My brother reminded me of an old blog we used to typity type on, and I'm still so far behind on work from being out of Michigone for a couple of weeks that I can't write anything new just yet. So let's go all the way back to 2008 for some embarassingly dated proclamations related to Detroit sports. (These are all from the first page of entries, I'm tired and lazy.)

Me:

Maybe the biggest question in sports right now is: just how good are the Hornets?... If the Stones can’t win this year, I’d love to see Nawlins do it.

The Hornets were the biggest story in all of sport? And if the Stones can't win this year. How young we were. How precious. How innocent. If the Stones can't win this year.

Pat, after a playoff win against the Celtics:

[Stuckey is] going to be a stud, like i said after watching him in the summer league. A little coming out party tonight much like tayshaun had against the magic back in his rookie year... Michigone, you still want to blow this team up and start over?

Yes, yes I do.

And here is TBone, typically restrained and subtle, after a penalty against the Wings:

i dont know if i can ever be friends with any of you ever again. the man paul bunyoned osgood in the chest. if that was your precious lebron james who suffered a shove while trying to dunk everyone would be up in arms. it doesnt matter if osgood was trying to protect his defensemen, or if he called riberio a pussy and then said he raped his wife. you dont ax hack some dude in the chest. and osgood is a crafty veteran and took a dive when that happened, smart move. i hope mccarty busts riberio's face open. then i hope he comes to this blog and tells you all are a disgrace to fandom of your HOME TEAM.

go cheer for the stars guys. seriously, i don't know any of you.

this is why the stands are empty. too much objectivity. this is subjectivity. this is detroit hockey. the red wings. i'm very upset with all of you. i feel like the native american (though i'm actually an italian dude) when he sees young people throw bags of garbage out their car window. right now, theres a tear streaming down my face reading what you write.

Yup, this is my friend.