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November 11, 2013

Red Meat and Cheese: A Wonderful Wisconsin Football Weekend With My Dad

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The above picture shows a white brat/ribeye combo sandwich and a basket of cheese curds at State Street Brats, which were on my table with a pitcher of Spotted Cow within 15 minutes of getting off the bus in Madison, WI on Friday. These things happen immediately.

Despite what would happen to the Packers at the end, it was an incredible weekend in God’s country. I have a lot to be thankful for.

Friday

3:00 – The journey begins as all my journeys do: Hastily stuffing my belongings into a suitcase as I’m running out the door, praying that I don’t forget something important. The day where I leave myself ample time, or God forbid pack everything in an organized manner the night before, is the one where I’ll know I’m actually a legitimate adult.

Hustling to get to O’Hare for my 4pm bus, I get on the CTA and realize that my Ventra pass is out of money. I have no cash on me and beg the bus driver to take pity on me. He obliges, motioning for me to take my seat. This is a good omen.

At the blue line stop, the person in front of me is struggling trying to figure out how to use a credit card to add money to her Ventra account. The voice inside my head is cursing her for being so daft when I have a tight schedule to keep. She gives up trying. I fumble my first attempt at the Ventra machine as the people behind me in line give disapproving glares. My second attempt is successful and I make the first el towards O’Hare.

4:00 – I make the bus to Madison with about six minutes to spare. A missed connection in either of my two CTA stops would’ve cost me 90 minutes and untold emotional distress.

7:05 – Arrive in Madison.

7:20 – See up-top.

9:00 – Head to Ivory Room, a dueling piano bar near Madison’s capitol for a couple hours. There were three rotating pianists — two were OK, and one was incredible. The latter was pounding Red Bull, water, and a mystery third beverage inside a coffee mug (coffee, perhaps?) and belting along every song request put in front of him.

Dueling piano bars >>>>> karaoke, especially when the performers are good ones.

Saturday

12:00 - Because of the road trips I do with my friends, it feels a little weird to spend the time before the game doing anything other than outright raging, but I gotta admit it is pretty enjoyable to be taking it slowly. We’re at Jordan’s Big 10 Pub on Regent Street for a little bit before I break off with my friend Max for lunch.

You meet the most interesting people on football trips. I asked a guy where he got his sewn JJ Watt jersey from (from a bootleg Chinese site because of course he did) and he ended up being with a crew of people from Quebec City who came to Madison, and later Green Bay, just for an awesome football trip. This was basically what my Dad and I did last year when we went to Baton Rouge for Alabama-LSU.

1:00 – Found a little tent right behind Camp Randall on Regent Street that was selling grilled brats, ribs, hot dogs, burgers, and BBQ pulled pork sandwiches. Here’s what their grill looked like:

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Had a brat and split a pulled pork sandwich. So exquisite. Wisconsin is the greatest.

2:30 - I am sitting with Max inside the Wisconsin student section, which still feels like home. I think I’ve got at least five more years of preferring that over regular seats. Even though I have my issues with many students’ late arrivals and early exits, it is a substantially more active cheering environment, which is ideal for me.

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(#ViewFromYourSeats not in chronological order)

4:00 - It’s not fair that the Ohio State band does Michael Jackson moonwalks and incredible Jurassic Park choreographies while Wisconsin’s half-time shows are always 1920′s swing music medleys or show tunes. Today’s offering is a series of songs from the Phantom of the Opera because nothing riles up football fans quite like a somber musical. Half-time feels like a funeral. This is egregious.

4:15 - Overheard in the bathroom: Dude, my friend passed out in the bathroom, but I don’t know which one it was so I have to look through all of them and hope I find him before he gets an underage ticket. College.

4:25 - Third brat in 18 hours. I swear I’ve read a study that says you should only eat two per year if you don’t want to degrade your health, but I can’t find it in 30 seconds and you wouldn’t have bothered clicking through anyway.

5:30 – Wisconsin is completely controlling the tempo of the game. For some reason, BYU decides to punt twice down 17 points in the fourth quarter. You guys know that you need three scores, right? I mean, I’m cool with their surrendering, but it means the last 12 minutes of the game are just a formality.

5:40 – They keep showing out-of-town scores — there is particular schadenfreude when Michigan goes down to Nebraska — but they miss a major opportunity by not telling everyone that Piggly Wiggly and his Arkansas Razorbacks just lost their 7th in a row #karma

Sunday

10:00 – Meet at friend Kevin’s tailgate behind Brett Favre’s Steakhouse, whose silent partners must be indescribably anticipatory of a reconciliation. Eat fourth brat of the trip. And a cheeseburger. (No pictures because I’ve already shown you enough red meat.) Drink a 10% ABV beer. At some point, someone comes by and hands us all whiskey-infused pudding shots. I’d say is the Sconniest thing ever except for the fact that this tailgate also had a cornhole set that was adorned with old Brewers baseball cards:

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11:15 – Due to a variety of syndicates and assorted inheritances, our family friend Rob has eight season tickets at Lambeau. This is no small feat for a team with a wait list of over 80,000 people and about 30 years. We are very lucky he is so generous with them, although they are not necessarily an asset for him today. The initial asking price from some scalpers is as low as $50. It would appear as though some people are not profoundly psyched for the Seneca Wallace experience.

Directly related to that, it is pretty agreed upon in our group that we would prefer if Brett Favre were starting today. Like, not even with a week of practice. The sort of situation where some sad soul refreshing FlightAware.com notices a private jet charted from Hattiesburg, MS to Green Bay, Favre hops off, scribbles his name on a 10-day contract, starts 90 minutes later, and Jim Ross goes crazy. Even if he didn’t end up playing well (an overwhelming probability), he Lambeau might break the sound barrier if it happened.

Obviously, this hypothetical scenario is completely implausible. But what if it weren’t?

12:30 - All of a sudden Scott Tolzien is in for Seneca Wallace and nobody can figure out what’s going on. Wallace couldn’t possible be benched already when he didn’t throw any incompletions — when T F did he get hurt? All we’re told by the stadium PA is that Tolzein’s in, nobody’s phone is picking up data to check Twitter, and finally someone behinds us gets a signal and finds out that Wallace injured his groin.

I spoke to the head of stadium technology for the new 49ers stadium about stuff like this a few months ago and it’s pretty necessary for NFL teams to catch up on technology sooner than later. It is not a sustainable business practice for the biggest fans to remain the least informed on game days.

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1:30 - It must be noted that the discussion inside football stadiums is nothing like the ones I read and write in the media. Throughout the weekend, there are no references to Richie Incognito or concussions. People are just super-stoked to be consuming copious amounts of red meat and beer and not be at work. Until another sport can even come close to engendering this mass jolly community, football’s not going anywhere.

1:45 – Is Lambeau the only stadium in the world where the beer vendors also carry 18-inch beef sticks?

2:15 - A punt that was downed inside the Eagles’ 5 is somehow spotted on the 16-yard line with zero explanation from the refs. LeSean McCoy busts a long run and then Nick Foles underthrows a double-covered Riley Cooper, who adjusts to the ball while both defensive backs lose it in the sun, for a touchdown in a sequence that embodies the entire game.

Green Bay would later come within a bobbled Jordy Nelson reception of being down just a touchdown with nine minutes to play, but the breaks just wouldn’t their way. With Detroit and Carolina now surging, the Packers find themselves with a tremendous uphill battle to make the playoffs with their gutted roster.

It’s difficult to put my finger on the reason why, but I’m less stung by this series of events than I would normally be. It might be because I’m a generally happier person than I’ve been in the past, and that I’ve somehow become conditioned to put the relative unimportance of sporting outcomes into perspective, but I don’t think that’s the primary explanation.

I think the biggest reason that I’m comparatively OK with everything is that it’s hard to pinpoint anything the Packers organization should’ve done differently to avoid the dark place they now find themselves in. The roster was well-assembled at opening day, there haven’t been any glaringly erroneous coaching decisions, and the players are discernibly giving it their all.

You could gripe about the lack of an adequate back-up quarterback, but those don’t exactly grow on trees. Some teams don’t even have adequate starters — there’s not this well of men who are physically capable of this immensely challenging job. Furthermore, we don’t know how Seneca Wallace would’ve done if he finished the game after his full week of practice and Scott Tolzien was pretty serviceable considering his lack of preparation in both practice and the offseason.

And, yeah, I’d certainly prefer if the secondary were better but two of the three big plays they gave up yesterday were a fluky ricochet and a ball that got lost in the sun. I’m not quite sure how you can guard against stuff like that from happening.

To a pretty reasonable extent, therefore, the Packers have controlled the things they’re able to. They’ve had some enormously bad luck, and getting devastated about those sorts of things doesn’t seem like a very smart way to go through life.

All in all, it was an outstanding weekend with my Dad and our friends Rob, Max, Kevin, Kevin, Blake, Ryan, Patrick, and Ryan. To the extent that it was in our control, it was perfect.


December 3, 2012

WIN-dianapolis – A Badger Trip to the Big Ten Championship Game

I’m not gonna lie. I was having serious doubts about making this trip last week. From the moment that news came out that Montee Ball had been beaten and mugged on University Ave., the Badger football season has felt like a long dentist appointment. The team lost five games — by a combined 19 points, including three gutwrenching overtime defeats – and would have lost a sixth if not for Utah State’s missing a 32-yard field goal at Camp Randall as time expired.

If not for Terrelle Pryor’s free tattoos in Columbus and all the willful negligence of Jerry Sandusky’s abhorrent behavior in State College, Wisconsin would be gearing up for some bowl game in Wyoming that’s sponsored by a local strip mall.

After Saturday’s game, you have to wonder if the Badgers grossly underachieved this season or if they consciously played possum, valuing outcome over process with a long-term strategy geared towards reaching and winning the Rose Bowl. More on that later.

The Pregame

Last year, we saw an enticing billboard for Flapjacks Pancake House, a local breakfast spot about a half-hour out of Indy and abruptly pulled off the highway to try it. I’m a firm believer that you just know from the outside whether or not a restaurant will have great food. Flapjacks was the rule, not the exception.

It left an impression on us, and we planned all season to make it a destination stop on Saturday’s roadtrip. Seven of us split these dishes family style: strawberry cheesecake waffles, strawberry pancakes, chocolate chip pecan pancakes, spinach-feta omelet with hash browns, hungry man skillet (peppers, onions, bacon, ham, sausage, and gravy) with scrambled eggs, corned beef hash skillet with eggs over easy, and country fried steak and mashed potatoes smothered in gravy. As good as it sounds:

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October 29, 2012

In Aggregate, Wisconsin Students are Bad Football Fans

Let me preface this column: this generalization of course does not apply to every individual Wisconsin student. There are a lot of die hard fans that actually arrive on time for games, are more locked in on the football game than trying to start the wave, and don’t leave after Jump Around. These people be as upset about it as I am: our student section is embarrassing.

It’s one thing to show up late and leave early for an 11 AM game against Cupcake U on September 7th. It’s another for the student section to be half-empty approaching the second quarter of a 2:30 Michigan State game in late October. It’s an eyesore on TV, hurts our home field advantage, and is an affront to the widely-shared-in-social-media notion that Madison is the best college sports town in America.

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October 17, 2012

A Badger Business Trip to Purdue

This is a few days late but I feel the need to preserve these trips for posterity. With my buddies Raffi and Matt, I headed out to Wast Lafayette on Saturday to see Wisconsin play Purdue. Here’s what went down:

5:30 AM – Raffi, who naturally wakes up every day at this ungodly hour, comes and wakes up Matt and me. In the 60 seconds after waking up, I would probably rather commit suicide than seize the day.

6:00 - Dunkin. Donuts.

(Hour time shift)

9:00 - After a painless two-hour drive (Matt takes great pride in seeing how badly he can beat Google Maps projections), we find free parking about a mile away from the stadium.

Because it’s homecoming, there’s about a half-hour line to get in every bar in West Lafayette. Purdue’s big homecoming tradition, apparently, is treating the day like Halloween. Everybody is in costumes and has been at the bars since 7 AM.

We get in line at Jake’s, the first college bar I’ve ever been to that is located in the middle of a strip mall. It’s a pretty good bar, but has an AWFUL sound system. Conversation drowns out the music.

It’s not particularly clear that there will be a football game. Most people we see at the bars have no intention of making it to the game. “IU SUCKS” chants break out all the time – they REALLY hate IU – but we don’t get that much positive or negative attention as Badger fans.

10:00 - Three screwdrivers and three Jameson-based “pancake and syrup” shots – that, despite being half-whiskey, actually taste like they sound – add up to $16.25. Why does anybody ever leave college?

10:30 – Three double Jim Beam on the rocks? $14.25. Feels like stealing.

COOLEST PART OF JAKE’S: Three posters, side by side, with words on top of frogs: Bud. Weis. Er.

10:45 - Facetiously, I ask a guy dressed as a ketchup bottle if he is supposed to be the Wicked Witch of the West. Puzzled, he looks at me for about three seconds. “Ketchup, retard.”

11:00 - We head next door to Von’s Dough Shack. People keep coming in to use the restroom. They are ANGRY when they find out that it’s locked. They have to order something. Instead of buying a bag of chips or a soda for $1, most leave hastily. People don’t make rational decisions.

We order a “Doublewide” calzone stuffed with ground beef and mac and cheese:

11:15  – We start the mile walk to the stadium. We see a bunch of Badger fans hopping on a school bus, and figure that it’s a tailgate tour. We are pumped when they say we can hop on. It’s not a tailgate tour. It’s a public bus that gets passed by people walking as we are stuck in traffic. HIGHLIGHT: the old Purdue fan in front of me is emailing at a pace of about three letters per minute on his iPhone. “O….u….r…  c…o…u…n…t…r…y… h…a…s… s…u…n…k… W…e… h…a…v…e… t…e…r…r…i…b…l…e… l…e…a…d…e…r…s… G…o…d… h…e…l…p… u…s…”

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August 17, 2012

Avoiding Overreacting to the Uninspiring Packers Preseason

After winning Super Bowl XLV and going 15-1 in the regular season, the Packers were cresting. Was this what it felt like to be a fan during the Lombardi years?

Not so fast. After the first-round bye, the Packers played their worst game in over a year, losing a stomach-punching game to the New York Giants.

The sting of that loss has endured longer and more intensely than I thought it would at the time. Hakeem Nicks’ hail mary touchdown reception at the end of the first half. Osi Umenyiora stripping Aaron Rodgers as Greg Jennings was streaking uncovered down the sideline for what would have been a touchdown that brought the game within a field goal. The drops.

“How could we be getting so outplayed?” we wondered as the season came crumbling down.

A sea of Giants blue occupied the Lambeau bleachers between the end zones, covering virtually an entire side of the stadium’s lower bowl as almost 20,000 visiting fans reveled in a road-game Playoff beatdown.

Seven months later, I’m still having nightmares and day terrors about that game. My anticipation for “next year” has been all-consuming. Next year is now. Kind of.

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July 25, 2012

Attending the Packers Shareholders Meeting

Yesterday, the Green Bay Packers held their annual shareholders meeting at Lambeau Field. At 9:30 on a Tuesday morning in Green Bay, this event was not overly accessible but 12,500 Packers fans/owners ultimately made the pilgrimage anyway. Only one of these attendees, however, slept outside in the KMart parking lot a block away. (But seriously, the Days Inn in Appleton–a half hour away–would have cost $160, which is close to what my rental car, gas, meals, and drinks totaled. That being said, this piece required a quadruple shot of espresso this morning to start writing.)

Even though I was pretty sure the actual shareholders meeting itself would be sort of boring–and my suspicions were later confirmed–I never turn down the opportunity to spend a day (and especially night) with Packers fans, whose unique blend of passion, loyalty, and niceness never cease to amaze.

Here are my takeaways:

Dispelling Cynicism

Much has been made by non-Packers fans about these shares’ not having any value. On ProFootballTalk, Mike Florio wrote:

Though most stock purchases arise from a desire to invest money so that the money will grow in value, Packers’ stock represents a rare type of memorabilia.  No other team can sell it, and no other fans can own it.

Coincidentally, the shares have become available less than three weeks before Christmas, during what has been so far the most magical year in franchise history.

What’s that, you say?  I’m being cynical again?  Consider this line from the team’s press release:  “Stock in the Packers does not constitute an investment in ‘stock’ in the common sense of the term. . . .  Anyone considering the purchase of Packers stock should not purchase the stock to make a profit or to receive a dividend or tax deduction or any other economic benefits.”

So, other than a piece of paper that you can frame in your living room, what do you GET for your $250?

You get the Green Bay Packers.

Without this model of collective ownership, the Packers likely would have folded or moved dozens of times since their first stock offering in 1923. Boston, Dallas, Oakland, Baltimore, Cleveland, Los Angeles, Houston, and St. Louis have temporarily lost franchises (another will exist in LA soon enough) while Green Bay–and its population of 104,057–has not.

The Packers don’t merely exist, they are thriving right now–on the field and financially–and they’re investing in the infrastructure at and around Lambeau Field to ensure the franchise’s survival long after we’re gone. This continuity–from Curly Lambeau to Vince Lombardi to the 25 dark years that everybody skips over to Brett Favre to Aaron Rodgers–is directly attributable to voluntary public sponsorship. It engenders a communal sense of pride that is palpable every time you walk through the gates of Lambeau and emerge into a sea of green and gold.

I would DEFINITELY pay $250 for the right to take my (distantly far off) children to Lambeau Field and would not sell that experience for all the money in the world.

Lambeau Field Construction

The Packers are adding 7,000 new seats in the south end zone (to try to create a “wall of sound”), which will be a massive eyesore this year before they are ready for the 2013 season:

They’ve also already added massive new HD video boards (108 X 50 ft.) in both end zones which are significant upgrades over the “Tundra Vision” screens that we used to have to strain our eyes to see.

Due in large part to the recent share offering, the construction requires zero taxpayer funding. 92% of the construction workers are from Wisconsin. The project is providing $70 million in wages.

Best T-shirt

Karen traveled to the event from Oregon (the state, not the Wisconsin town) and HAD to buy this shirt when she saw it in a Menominee, MI store last year. She makes it to Green Bay about once a year.

Most Surprising Moment

Addressing Packers fans on the state of football operations, Ted Thompson, the Packers’ notoriously soft-spoken general manager, began, “I think there’s a lot of people here for the first time. As the old folks will tell you, you won’t get a lot of proprietary information from me because I don’t say a lot.”

I…I…I think that qualifies as a joke?

How TED THOMPSON is it that his most charismatic moment of the decade came from a joke made at his own expense about his lack of charisma?

What Did I Eat?

Glad you asked! On Monday night, I had a double butter bacon cheeseburger from Kroll’s:

On my way back to Chicago, I stopped by Charcoal Inn in Sheboygan for their butter bratwurst patty. Next time I go there (and there WILL be a next time), I’m definitely getting their butter brat/burger combo sandwich. With cheese and bacon.

 

Best Drink

The ARodg shot, which consists of Goldschlager, Apple Pucker, and a splash of pineapple juice. This round was bought for me around closing time on Monday night at Anduzzi’s by members of the Chedderhead Pack of Houston.

They were extraordinary people. Tony, one of the leaders of the Pack, owns A SHOVEL SIGNED BY GILBERT BROWN! Each week, they told me they go through untold amounts of Johnsonville Brats, which now exist in Houston primarily because of the amount their crew consumes.

All in all, it was a wonderful 24 hours in God’s country. Can’t wait to be back.

Training camp starts today. Who’s ready for some football?

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May 28, 2012

25 Things that Wisconsin Republicans and Democrats Can Agree are Awesome

by Ryan GlasspiegelFollow Sports Rapport on Twitter

Last week, Dan Kaufman wrote about Wisconsin in the New York Times. Wisconsin in May–we’ve paid our dues through the grueling winter (which was actually much more pleasant than normal this year) and now it’s time for four months of PARADISE! And, when that’s over, it’s FOOTBALL SEASON–a potentially special year where the sky’s the limit if all breaks right for Packers and Badgers.

Unfortunately, however, Kaufman wasn’t writing about the simple pleasures of grilling burgers and brats, sipping cold ones at a beautiful cabin by the lake. Time spent not knowing or caring what time it is. Eat when you’re hungry, drink when you’re thirsty, swim when the sun’s out. Head to the neighborhood bar at night, put $20 in the juke box and monopolize it with cheesy country tunes (AND IT’S TWO BARE FEET ON THE DASHBOARRRRRRRRD), get talked into (or do the talking into but who’s to judge) one too many whiskey shots, wake up without an alarm, repeat. Why would anybody writing about Wisconsin talk about anything other than the blissful paradise Sconnies have earned during the cold, dark days since football season?

Kaufman’s title reads, “How Did Wisconsin Become the Most Politically Divisive Place in America?” There isn’t a real thesis statement in the piece worth excerpting but anybody who watches TV, reads the papers, or goes outside can probably guess what it’s all about. Without making light of important issues such as the rights of labor unions to exist or the necessity of the state to balance its budget (and pipelines in between), it’s SUMMERTIME! It’s too nice outside to be fighting so bitterly.

Although I’m not a full-fledged Sconnie, I’ve spent half my summers at camp in northern Wisconsin and four years studying in Madison. It hurts me to see my adopted homeland in such turmoil. Whether one is an ardent Scott Walker supporter or an equally fiery detractor (and there really doesn’t seem to be anywhere in between), here are 25 things that Republicans and Democrats who together comprise Sconnie Nation should all be able to unite around!

This list is in no particular order.

1. The Green Bay Packers – Does anything in the world garner as much bi-partisan support as the Packers do in Wisconsin? Has any Scott Walker initiative even gotten 51% as much agreement as his recent decision to declare May 23rd Donald Driver day after the Packers’ all-time leading receiver won Dancing With the Stars? It needs to be football season again three months ago. Next time you’re mad at somebody for supporting or hating Scott Walker, remember that it could be way worse: at least he’s not a Bears or Vikings fan.

Photo Credit: Sports Illustrated

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May 3, 2012

Badger Basketball: Where are they Now?

By Ryan Glasspiegel - Follow Sports Rapport on Twitter

Photo Credit: Deadspin

Over the last two weeks, Wisconsin basketball head coach Bo Ryan took a lot of whacks in the national media when redshirt freshman Jared Uthoff sought to transfer and was granted his release but blocked from going to 26 programs, including the entire Big Ten and ACC. If you want a detailed explanation of how the story spiraled out of control and Uthoff gained the right to transfer anywhere outside of the Big Ten, read Tom Oates’ balanced piece on the subject and Adam Mertz’s Twitter aggregation from the Wisconsin State Journal.

Ultimately, while Bo Ryan certainly did not help himself in an interview with ESPN’s Mike and Mike, he was undoubtedly the victim of the slow sports news cycle in the period before the NFL Draft and NBA Playoffs as well as growing public distaste for the restrictions that the NCAA place on student athletes who are treated as indentured servants.

Bo Ryan became a very convenient symbol about everything that is wrong with collegiate athletics: players provide their services for free and have their movements restricted as NCAA stakeholders–TV executives, advertisers, conference commissioners, athletic directors, coaches, etc.–make millions off their labor and roam freely from job to job.

In this narrative, scholarship education is usually neglected from the conversation or written off as unfairly low compensation. Most of the time, this is a pretty fair assertion as universities, coaches, and even the athletes themselves don’t necessarily optimize its value.

Many successful coaches in elite basketball and football programs are remorseless sociopaths who have no genuine interest in the growth and development of their players into men–they care only about wins and losses, the gateway to personal power, prestige, and wealth. (See Petrino, Bobby.) Systems with these coaches aren’t entirely a one-way street as the best players market themselves to scouts at the next level but it’s akin to a four-lane superhighway on one side while the other is a back-country dirt road.

(In the past I’ve argued that players should be permitted to benefit from their own likenesses).

While I didn’t necessarily agree with Bo Ryan’s decision to restrict Uthoff’s movement, it was unfortunate to see him lumped in as a symbol of everything that is wrong with college athletics. From what I’ve observed as a Wisconsin graduate and ardent Badgers fan, Bo Ryan goes above and beyond the norm in seeking to educate his players and prepare them to be men.

Over the past week, I sought to figure out whether or not my perceptions were true and tried to track down as many of Ryan’s former Badger players as I could. It was fascinating to see where in the world some of them are playing basketball for a living, ranging from overseas teams in Ukraine and Japan all the way to the NBA. What I was equally interested in, though, are those who are working conventional jobs. Was the education that they received attending Wisconsin and playing for Bo Ryan fair value for their services?

Here’s what I was able to track down, with special thanks to Patrick Herb for his help.

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February 24, 2012

Is Ryan Braun Innocent or Guilty?

Based solely on the outcome of the three-man independent arbitration panel that nullified Ryan Braun’s 50-game suspension for violating the MLB’s performance enhancing drug policy, one would assume that Braun’s previously good name should also be restored. The arbitration panel was presided over by MLB executive VP Rob Manfred, union head Michael Weiner (who shockingly split votes), and independent arbitrator Shyam Das.

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