I was born March 25, 1990. The 90’s were a great time to be a fan of the Michigan Wolverines. Cultivating into a National Championship in 1997. For 10 years, I had no idea who the Michigan Wolverines were.
I was born and raised in Australia. A place where sports had an entirely different breed of competition. The AFL was your NFL and cricket was your baseball. Sports that had similar aspects, yet completely different at the same time.
My parents were divorced when I was ten, which lead me to the states as my mom remarried an American. When I first arrived in the US in 2000, I was in complete culture shock. Everything had changed, my life would change forever. I had to re-learn sports. My step-father was a huge Detroit Red Wings fan, so hockey was first. I was completely fascinated and enamored with American sports. Then, one fateful afternoon, I stumbled across something that would change my life forever.
It took me three years, but one September Saturday in 2003 I found a different league of football. Something completely different than the NFL. The University of Michigan was playing Houston University, who Michigan thrashed 50-3. I had no idea who Michigan belonged to (as I wasn’t exactly aware of the “idea” of college) but I was enthralled in the atmosphere. The winged helmets, the style of football, the sheer skill of the players on that roster. I fell in love. But, I will admit, I wasn’t always in love.
A few months down the road, as I was still very young, I met this female. Being at such a young age, it was what people like to call “puppy love”. Her entire family were State fanatics. So, naturally, I converted to a Spartan to impress her. The only piece of apparel I ever wore that wasn’t Michigan, was a crummy old Spartan hat I found at my buddy’s house. He let me wear it to show her. The love didn’t last long, neither did my admiration for the Spartans. Living in Washtenaw County, you realize that the love for Ann Arbor and the Wolverines were too great. I was, and always will be a Michigan Wolverine.
Fast forward ten years to 2012. I am here running a Michigan Wolverine website. Sharing my passion of Michigan football to all willing to listen. My level of love for Michigan has reached obsessive levels. I always tell myself the love I have for the Wolverines was destiny. That Australia wasn’t going to be my calling, that something out there, something bigger than all of us, was calling my name. I answered the call and I couldn’t be happier where it has lead me.
I am one year away from graduating college and obtaining my journalism major and my double-minors (Communications and Professional & Technical Writing). I attend the University of Michigan – Flint. So, it was more than luck that brought me to be a Wolverine. It was my scholastic destiny to attend a school I fell in love with.
In closing, we don’t choose what school we fall in love with, the school chooses us. We were born Wolverines, it just takes some longer than others to figure that out. Every Saturday, us dedicated fans pour into Michigan Stadium to watch the tradition of Michigan Wolverine football. We pour into our television watching areas with our children and teach them the glamor and vast history of Michigan football. Everything we do, we do it for Michigan. The leaders and best. As the legendary Bo Schembechler said, “And when we play as a team, when the old season is over, you and I know it’s going to be Michigan again. Michigan!”
After all, this is Michigan. Fer God sakes.