Daily Archives: March 1, 2008

Michigan Basketball Coach Kevin Borseth’s Meltdown

Another classic meltdown. This time it’s the women’s basketball coach for the University of Michigan – Kevin Borseth. Offensive rebounds, or lack thereof, are apparently an issue for the Maize and Blue.

There’s screaming and hands pounding on the podium. I think there was some teeth gnashing and there would have been hair pulling except he’s bald.

The only thing missing is him yelling, “I’m a man. I’m 40!” Those statements were made famous back in the 2007 football season at Oklahoma State by Mike Gundy during a postgame press conference.

Oh, what the heck. Let’s put that one up here, too.

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Squirrel Queen’s Leap Day

February 29. Leap Day.

We all had an extra day to work with yesterday. I wasn’t overly productive with mine.

I did my civic duty and paid my property taxes. While outside the courthouse, I spotted a giant earthworm on the rain-soaked sidewalk. That monster was about eight inches long. I stopped and took a snap of it for my Project 365 set.

I had lunch with Newscoma and Killawatts at the local meat & 3 buffet. Since I’ve had this cold, I haven’t really been able to taste anything all week. Therefore, some of the blandness emanating from my plate can be attributed to my suppressed and oppressed taste buds.

At the office in the afternoon, I did some actual work at my desk. Earlier in the week, I waded through piles of paper and clutter that were about to overwhelm me. I’ll admit the main reason I got my neatfreak on was in order to present a half-way decent appearance to a job shadower from a nearby middle school on Wednesday. The 2.0 version of my office had me getting a jump on the work for Monday. Yay me for working ahead.

After work, Newscoma and Badger Beth and I had a few brews at a local drinking establishment. Tasty. It was the first Friday night I haven’t had a basketball game to cover in what seems like months. The last of my high school hoop teams got eliminated earlier in the week, so I took advantage of not having to head to a game, at least until softball/baseball/soccer/tennis seasons opens in a few days.

After some hot wings, I headed home and hit the hay.

Four more years until my next extra day.

Maybe I’ll get more done next time.