Let The Games Begin!

This is what you have to look forward to...

Gee whiz. Terrelle Pryor is now a Buckeye. Let me get out my box of kleenex and go hug Mikey for comfort. G may have been diplomatic, but diplomacy ain't my bag, baby!

TP, you are now public enemy numero uno of the most tasteless photoshopper in the Michigan blogosphere. You have three years of artwork such as this coming your way. While my future mancrush Sam McGuffie will be depicted slaying dragons and leaping over buildings, I'll have you doing "other things." Congrats.

Pryor of Love!

Airing Sundays right after Rock of Love and Mondays before Flavor of Love!

He's had plenty of time to decide between Richee, Quackee, Vestee, and Wrinkelz, but he has still not made up his mind. Will this be protracted until April 1st? My money says yes. Do I even care at this point? Nyet.

And yet, I watch. He'd fit in perfectly with all the other indecisive primo dons on VH1. Word.

No Decisions Are Easy For Terrelle Pryor.

SCENE: The lunchline in Jeanette High School is way backed up. Why? Terrelle Pryor has to make a choice, and it is taking seemingly forever.

The inside of Pryor's mind...

'OK. It's time to make the decision. I knew what was on the menu for a long time, and I think I want the fish sticks. But Dad doesn't like fish sticks...he thinks I should go for the Salisbury Steak. But then again, tacos just came onto the menu this morning...oh...let's just think a little longer...nobody will mind...'

(somebody in the back of the line shouts) "Hey! DECIDE ALREADY!"

'How rude. I'll just ignore that. I'm Terrelle Pryor, and I'm going to take my time deciding what I want for lunch, Goddammit. After all, I've been playing basketball lately, which as we all know has a direct impact on my ability to decide these sorts of important matters. I can't be expected to make decisions like most people do. Oh, the pressure is just too much sometimes.'

(someone else yells) "PICK WHAT YOU WANT!"

Then Terrelle speaks up...

"I'd like to make an announcement. I am announcing I am not choosing my lunch at this time. I just want to make the right choice for myself, and I need to weigh the options. I'll decide in a few more weeks. You'll all have to wait until then."

(everyone groans with irritation)

END SCENE.

Pryor-itizing The Recruiting Efforts.

While I can't say for certain what Michigan's recruiting staff is up to these days, I have a feeling it looks a little something like this. Don't you?

I wonder what it must be like to be Terrelle Pryor - having every college football fan hanging on your every word, gesture, and article of clothing in hopes to get the inside scoop on where you're going to go. He probably won't have the world at his feet like this for a long time, if ever again - I can see why he's protracting the experience as long as possible.

But man, I hate waiting for this.

Terrelle Pryor Ridin' Dirty?

Dude, I've been saving since I was ten years old. Honest.

An interesting post about possible recruiting shenanigans involving Terrelle Pryor went up on MGoBlog today. This wouldn't surprise me one bit. Just step into Ohio State's vest for a moment:

They've lost two national championships in a row...lost national respect for their program and the respect for the conference on a regular basis...and now face the prospect of losing the nation's number one recruit to their dreaded rival? That would be too much for them to handle.

Oh, the tangled web we weave when recruiting...

Old Man Winter To Bitchslap Pryor Visit.

Prepare to freeze, beeotch!

It looks like Terrelle Pryor will be seeing Ann Arbor at it's winter worst: this weekend, the temperature range will be from 8 degrees to 26 degrees, plus there is a good chance it will snow. Nice.

Will winter cockblock the Wolverines from landing Pryor? I don't know. He's from Pennsylvania, and being a native of the Keystone State myself I know it can get pretty nasty during the winter.

Although, Pryor's visit couldn't come at a less aesthetically pleasing time, for a variety of reasons.

1) Michigan Stadium is a shambles right now.
2) All the hotties on campus will be covered head to toe in warm clothes.
3) Schembechler Hall's equipment room may not be up to snuff yet with the new machines.

If Terrelle picks Michigan in the end, I don't think we can chalk it up to Ann Arbor's beauty and charm this time around.

Reel Him In! Reel Him In!

Look at this lunker! Going above the mantle for sure!

Now that Ryan Mallett has decided to transfer, the stage is set for Terrelle Pryor to come to Michigan.

Good luck to Ryan Mallett. The chips didn't fall his way here - but he'll surely be successful wherever he goes.

RichRod, he's all yours now! GO GET THAT BIG BEAUTIFUL QUARTERBACK!

Terrelle Pryor: Man; Myth; Gargoyle?

Terrelle Pryor is 6'6," 220 pounds, and fast as hell. He can run the ball, throw with a good zip, and singlehandedly disassemble high school defenses. Where will he end up? Will the lure of RichRod attract him to Michigan? Will be be a Buckeye in two months?

One thing is for sure - wherever he ends up, he'll still look like a gargoyle.

A badass, don't take no crap from anybody, "I'm gonna score 28 points on you just by myself" gargoyle.

AWESOME!