Sherrone Moore. Man, does that name ring a bell? While he stands at the helm of the Michigan Wolverines for a second spin, it’s like—wait, do folks even say “spin” anymore? Anyway, he’s faced with a gnarly decision. Now, you might think leading a team like Michigan should come with some kind of fancy automagical playbook. Spoiler: it doesn’t.
This dude’s first season? They went 8-5. Not too shabby, but, uh, they did snag a win against Alabama in some bowl game. Just think about that: Alabama. Those guys are like the final boss in a video game no one can beat. But because Michigan was just, y’know, basking in that championship glow from the College Football Playoff the year before, Moore’s debut season felt… okay-ish? Maybe lacking some pep. Like when you expect fireworks and, boom, you get sparklers.
But, wow, they did beat Ohio State and Alabama back-to-back to wrap things up. Fans definitely loved that little end-of-the-year gift. Like finding an extra fry at the bottom of the bag, seriously satisfying.
Now here’s where it gets all soap-opera-ish. Michigan has realized—over these past couple of seasons—that a starting quarterback isn’t just a player. He’s the whole darn storyline. Moore’s got to decide between three contenders: there’s freshman Bryce Underwood, like super-enthusiastic puppy energy; sophomore Jadyn Davis, kind of like the reliable middle child; and then the senior transfer from Fresno State, Mikey Keene, who’s that mysterious new character in the plot. But hey, there’s no rush here since it’s just spring. Moore told J.D. PicKell from On3 that he’s pushing the big reveal till fall camp. That feels ages away. Honestly.
But hey, spring practices aren’t just for show. They’re like sneak peeks, even if Moore’s totally playing it cool. He says—it’s like he’s winking through the quote—“I feel like it usually carries into fall camp. All the real good battles that I’ve been a part of.” It’s like saying sure, we could say we’ve got a leader now, but with summer concerts and barbecues, everything might change by fall. And that’s Moore—embracing the unpredictability, taking it one chaotic snap at a time. Gaah, college football, you intrigue me.
