Checking in on the Giants' Vitello Venture
And some advice for a fiery new manager on fitting in.
Happy Tuesday after the NCAA National Championship Game, everybody. While I’m on the record as a devout Michigan loather — there’s even a point-counterpoint chapter about this in BIG FAN (Coming out May 19, you can preorder now!) — I must admit that my enmity doesn’t really cross over to the basketball team. I’m not saying I LOVE Michigan basketball because I don’t, but I don’t have any of the same childhood bitter feelings about them that I have about the football team.
Fan hatred — Clemenate, as I have dubbed it* — is totally irrational.
*Clemenate (KLEM-a-nayt), verb, to hate an athlete or team in an entirely healthy, fun sports way (rather than hating them in a crazed, stalking, loaded gun, insane sort of way).
By the way, Michigan’s title did inspire this self-aware bit from Mike Schur about his 18-year-old son William:
I am in the final stretch (fingers crossed!) of finishing my next book, SEASONS, and will be doing some quick hit posts — building around the ABS Challenge Scorecard — until I’m done. I figure that’s better for everybody than just taking the next little while off.
Clubhouse members will be getting one every day. Today’s one of those Clubhouse days.
Of course, if you’d like to become a Clubhouse member, we’d love to have you:
