I see Mr. Peabody has fired up the "Way Back Machine." 1. One day in class someone mentioned Sports Illustrated and Woody went off... he wasn't the kind of teacher you could get off topic, he had an agenda for each class and he was determined to meet that agenda... his neck got red and his voice crept up in pitch and volume and by the end he was pounding on the podium. "...they fly into town, watch a Friday practice, catch the game and fly out and then they know so much they tell you all the mistakes you made, or how hard you are on your players. They never see you checking up on kids making sure they go to classes or get that degree, or going to the hospital, or helping someone out who's down on their luck... and those damn camera men...one day they're going to put a camera inside the coffin just to see what that's like..." 2. I used to be a sideline photographer. We had free range before the game as long as we stayed off the field itself. Before the game started an OSU rep would pull us all together and point out the coaches box, a white chalk line on the two 30 yard lines, and told us to be sure and stay out of that area. It's Northwestern and there is a dude from the Chicago press standing behind all of us, houndstooth sport coat, gabardine slacks, alligator loafers, trench coat and with a Leica 35mm camera (tres expensive) around his neck. It was a very close game and I noticed that he hadn't taken one picture, but followed the action up and down the field... and what would he take with a 35mm lens anyway? OSU down by 7, fourth quarter, time running out, Bucks have the ball on the 15 and only two time outs, kid catches the ball near the sideline and cuts back into the field instead of going out of bounds and stopping the clock. Hayes screams at the kid to come out, grabs the kid by the face mask and begins to chew on him and dude swings into action, getting right up next to Hayes and the kid and snapping off four or five frames. Play begins and now Hayes is right at the edge of the coaches box and the dude is snapping pics, standing right at the edge of the line. Hayes moves back a foot or so, and the dude steps forward a step ot two, Hayes takes two more steps back and the dude does like wise and is now clearly inside the coaches box, and in a flash Hayes pounces with Ali speed, punches the guy twice, and kicks him and all the timne watching the action on the field. It happened so fast that not one of us on the sidelines could get a picture of it. 3. I'm in Ann Arbor covering the game where Hayes blows up on a horrendous interference non-call and proceeds to break the yard line markers in half. I get on one of the team busses for the trip back to the Detroit airport and the Michigan fans have surrounded the bus and are screaming insults and obsceneties at Hayes... not at the team... at Hayes. So much for the notion that the "Harvard of the West" is above caring that much about football and that they're "too classy" to get worked up.