Super Bowl weekend meant an XL dosage of not a whole lot for me. Friday night hockey game left me with a forehead vein that only a dozen hot wings from BW3's could cure. Nothing like scalp sweat to make you forget the blown calls! A bunch of friends were there and it was really great just to chill and talk MAP and start the weekend.
Saturday was car day; I thought about selling it but didn't although maybe I should have. MTrek meeting in the afternoon and then off to Belleville to wrestle with Ollie, listen to APHC, watch a movie, and do career prep.
Sunday around the house, working and studying and getting interview clothes picked out. Then Super Bowl party at Bistro Bar & Grill with S3 friends, which would have been better if I'd cared more about the teams or the outcome. Truth be told I was watching the game thinking about the defection and disintegration of the coaching realm down at Schembechler Hall. Loyal Lloyd Carr's Loyal-ettes are taking over; Mike DeBord moves back to offensive coordinator while standout defensive backs coach and aspiring d-coordinator Ron English gets shuffled out in favor of Jim Hermann. QB guru/recruiting ace Scott Loeffler is interviewing at New England this week and I fear he may be on his way east. I fear even more that Michigan may be on its way south - metaphorically speaking, not bowliforically speaking.