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Stiney's making in the neighborhood of $350K at Tech. Matthews was making about $220K. Three possibilities -
1. Either Stiney will be willing to take considerably less; or....
2. JMU will be willing to pay Stiney considerably more; or...
3. They'll meet somewhere in the middle, which will still make Stiney one of the highest paid FCS head coaches.
Personally speaking, I hope someone else gets the job. We finally have football recruiting going in high gear and Stiney's the one to thank for it. I don't want to lose that momentum.
Had class with Tapp. Very serious individual.
Also had class with Marcus Vick. Incredible prick.
YOU!VA
The wild turkey bourbon offense: All skill players on the field are potential passing threats.
what school's logos were on the car in question?
I'm personally hoping it goes to Barlow
Freshman year, I met Bryan Randall (through a friend who went to HS with him), Mike Imoh, and David Clowney.
Later on during my Tech stay, I met Darryl Tapp, James Anderson, Ernest Wilford, Keith Willis, and Billy Hardee (the younger).
Senior year, I met Eddie Royal at West End. I already knew his older sister.
Oh, and I gave a head-nod to Xavier Adibi in the Kroger Parking lot. Also, in the same parking lot (different day), I was backing out and Kevin Jones was coming through in his SUV. And blowing his horn like a Northerner. smh
Also met quite a few players who didn't see the field.
Funny, the Vicks and I are from the same city and I've never met them. I think my mom has met their mother, though.
Woot woot Barnegat shout-out, I grew up in Manahawkin.
Once I got wait listed at Navy I knew 3 things:
1. I wanted to go to school somewhere in the South.
2. I really wanted to go to the best NROTC unit I could.
3. I couldnt decide between sailing in school or band
Came down to VT and ODU and everything in my gut said VT and I just kinda knew one day my senior year and never looked back.
Kid's got some pretty good moves for a big guy. I like what I'm seeing.
Sam Rogers' "discount double check " is no discount, State Farm pays you.
FTFY
When I started at Tech tuition was 219 dollars per quarter ($657/year). That was affordable to me working loads of hours during the summer at two and three bucks per hour. Doubt summer jobs would pay a year's tuition these days.
the only reason why he hired him is as a recruiter hands down a great recruiter, an awful coach, but a great recruiter.
I want to return to Blacksburg. I left because I couldn't afford to go to college anywhere but the place that I did. I really to be back.
I witnessed Tyrod Taylor almost get hit by a car on the drill field...I was with a couple guys and a girl and all the guys were freaking out cuz TT almost got hit by a car..the girl didn't think it was a big deal...she wasn't much of a football fan
i lived with a bunch of football players my freshman year so i met all kinds of people over the course of the year. met kendall on a trip up, met dadi nicholas before he was a manimal, heard all the guys rave about maddy before he really saw the field. It was really awesome hearing all of this and then watching the guys develop and pan out into superstars.
Wait, I'm confused. You said there was a sad part.
I'm just seeing funny, all the way down.
First, I want to congratulate you on your new position with TKP. I considered putting in for it, but being an engineer, I don't have any writing samples and at the moment my life is a bit in flux and I don't really have a lot of time to dedicate to writing for the site. So, again, Congratulations!! I look forward to reading some of your well written pieces.
Wallace and Gromit is a big reason I'm a Hokie.
I grew up just outside of Charlottesville, Virginia in a large family transplanted to the area from, of all places, Iowa. Well, not originally from Iowa, but most recently. Wind the clocks back to the mid 1960's in London, England. My mom, an American woman who had lived all over the US, is now in grad school at the School of London after getting her bachelors from Wisconsin. She meets my dad, a true Brit born and raised. They fall in love and start a family in Oxford, England. Together they produce 4 children, three boys and then a daughter.
My father grows increasingly frustrated with his work, a job as a social worker which pays well but doesn't satisfy him on many other levels. They make a radical decision to move to the States. Why they chose Iowa I may never know. My dad originally came over on a Green Card. With my mother being American she and all my siblings were considered American Citizens. Dad gets a job working as a carpenter, something he always enjoyed as a hobby, for some local contractor. I suspect my dad, and possibly my siblings, grew homesick of life in England. No one in my family particularly liked Iowa but they heard there was this pretty little town in Virginia that would remind them of home. Virginia has been called the England of the U.S. and the rolling hills and temperate climate of Charlottesville attracted them. I don't know exactly what year it was but in the mid 1980's they moved away from Iowa.
5, July 1988 UVA Hospital. Along comes Alexander Rowland Marshall. At this point my brothers are 17(about to be 18), 16 (only just), and 12. My sister, the closest in age to me is just seven and a half years old. I spent most of my childhood growing up with just my sister until she turned 16 and got her license. It was then that I became, effectively, an only child. A schism had developed in my parent's relationship and they divorced when I was 10. Around this time in my life, I gleaned as much enjoyment as I could from movies and what TV entertainment I could get a hold of. My father particularly liked Nick Parks and his creation of Wallace and Gromit. I shared his liking for it. Wallace's inventions intrigued me and I knew that I wanted to be an inventor of sorts. An engineer! That seemed to be the most practical degree that most closely paralleled the inventor I wanted to be...the inventor I saw in Wallace.
Let me back up for just a moment and say that up to this point in my life I had very little exposure to American Football. My dad played rugby growing up in England. All of my brothers played soccer and that was all I knew. My dad knew just enough about football to know that he didn't like it. He never shared his dislike for the sport with me as a child, but I never had the influence most boys grow up with in America today.
My father remarried in January 2001 and my step-mom took me under her wing. I told her I wanted to be an engineer and she helps me get my grades in order as I go into high school. I spent 4 years trying to overcome almost a decade of poor study habits (or no study habits, really...) I graduated from Albemarle High school in Charlottesville with an OK GPA on the Advanced Diploma track. VT was the only respectable engineering school in the state and is an obvious first choice of mine. With my grades and lack of extra curricular activities I think it's a long shot. I visit VCU and JMU along with VT. No doubt, VT was by far and away my favorite but I didn't have any confidence that I would get in. I applied first to VCU as my second choice and then to VT around the same time. VCU has rolling admissions and I was accepted before I completed my third application to JMU. I accept the VCU offer because I still had not heard from VT.
During the summers between my junior and senior years of High School I did construction with a local contractor. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I would go bowling with my friends after work until about 11 or so at night. My dad and step-mom were usually asleep by the time I got home on bowling nights. I came home late one Tuesday (or Thursday, I don't actually remember) and the lights are still on. Strange!
My parents have brought in the mail and there is a large envelope addressed to me from Virginia Polytechnic Institute and State University. I'm afraid to open it and tell my parents I'll open it in the morning. Of course, they weren't about to let me do that since they just stayed up late waiting for me to get home and open the acceptance letter. So I open it....I read it to myself several times over...I'm in utter disbelieve and the tension in the room is growing exponentially with each passing second. Finally, my step-mom pipes up "Well?!?!?!"
"I got in!!!" I was overcome with so many emotions I can't list them all. Joy, disbelieve, and excitement were definitely a few of them. My dad helped me move into Vawter Hall in August of 2006. I got tickets to my first ever football game on a Thursday night against a ranked Clemson team. That game is still one of my personal favorites and I have been in love with the sport and the Hokies ever since. I am now, and forever will be, a Hokie!!
Lets Go!!
ford went to the elite 11 in Oregon, but didn't finish in the top 10. Im a huge fan of Ford. Love his play. All the scouts have durkin as the better qb tho from everything im gathering. It will be a great qb battle either way
Coach Fondue... Fond-ue.... Fond of you.... YOU!!!
Sadly, Hampton has sent a lot more kids to UVA from what I can remember. Tyrod was the exception, far from the rule.
They were both held to only scoring on Field Goals too, the sad part is how uva squanders talent
Wow, UVA has reached a new (eh maybe not so new), impressive level of suck.
It looked like one of the regional qualifiers to me. Ford made it all the way through
My experience was during the Miami game in 2003 (you know THE miami game). Then, I was a senior in high school trying to decide which path my life will take me next. I was on the fence. My final schools were between Virginia Tech for Architecture/Engineering or Clemson for Architecture. I still didn't have my mind made up. As a kid I wanted to be an architect but was open to engineering and other construction related fields. I had already toured Clemson and was very happy with that trip. I spoke to members from the architecture and engineering departments at Virginia Tech but still hadn't toured the campus. I was lucky enough to score some front row seats in the South Endzone through a friend in high school (from his parents), so I used that opportunity to visit.
The drive down from Fredericksburg to Blacksburg was beautiful, except there was a weird horrid smell somewhere along the ride on I-64, which at the time I did not know what it was and later i would find out. My tour of campus went great. The food was amazing. I enjoyed the town of Blacksburg itself. To that point I knew my decision was gonna be tough, then the Miami game happened.
The atmosphere, the festivities, the entrance, all of it was amazing. I was instantly blown away by the LETS GO HOKIES chant followed by an entrance on a very electrifying night that gave me chills like I've never felt before. I was having the time of my life. I instantly got caught up in the fandamonium. Joining in with all the cheers, yelling my lungs out on defense, i fit in just fine.
Then about 5 minutes into the 3rd quarter this happened..
Eric Green had picked off a pass from Brock Berlin and housed it. He then took it to the back of the south endzone to the crowd where he was greeted by a barrage of fans including yours truly (:24 seconds into the above video). After joining in the celebration by slapping his helmet and shoulder pads for some odd reason i think my mind was made up. That this is where i belonged. It was all sort of instant, as strange as all that sounds. And that small, strange, instant decision turned out to be one of the best decisions of my life.