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This Saturday, moving to Erie, Penn., should be very breeze-like for the easy-going Big Meesh.

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This Saturday, moving to Erie, Penn., should be very breeze-like for the easy-going Big Meesh.

ed a 4.5 GPA, admits he's had little trouble adjusting to the college classroom since arriving in Omaha on June 5. He's already got a couple of courses under his belt and is currently plugging away at political science.
n the sweltering weather allows - as he's golfed regularly. He got to play a par-3 course with his billet dad (also the brother of Jacks President Tim Taylor), Ken Taylor, along with Ken's son, Andrew, and Jaycob's dad, Jay."Hey Jacks fans."
That's how I begin the bulk of your Muskegon Lumberjacks' Facebook messages. Pretty straight-forward stuff, getting your attention and letting you know something good is coming.
Something like this:
Or this:
I didn't grow up here. Sometimes I find myself wondering how different my job would be if I grew up watching the Jacks hoist their Huber Trophies and Turner Cups in the mid-80s. If I'd watched Jock Callander play and had yet another reason to believe Mark Recchi is simply awesome.
But I was an S.S. Badger trip across Lake Michigan back then, in my hometown of Manitowoc, Wisco.
As the time approaches when your Muskegon Lumberjacks will arrive, it truly sinks in that (Timmy, cover your ears - I know you don't want to hear this) Year 2 is going to be under way before we know it.
I can't begin to imagine what it would be like to have 50 years of any professional sport in any city the size of Muskegon. So as we get set for our second go-round, I'm very excited to get to know the young men who will proudly wear the Lumberjacks crest during the 2011-12 United States Hockey League season.
Last year, I had the pleasure to be on board for a pretty impressive maiden voyage for Musky in the USHL. This year, I believe that Captain Patrick's vessel will be loaded for a war.
A longtime University of Wisconsin hockey fan, it was pretty surreal to meet Kevin Patrick about a year ago - the quietly intense figure who I'd watch help steer Bucky to a national championship in 2006 at the Bradley Center, right across the street from my workplace, the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel.
This will be my second year as a broadcaster. I'm excited to have our dozen returning players all back in one place. Many of them, like me, weren't from around here. As a result, they didn't know what exactly to expect in the first year in a brand new city and in a brand new league.
With about half the roster having been part of the thrill ride last season, it's a blessing to be able to grow with these guys. We're all learning. It'd be remiss if I wasn't shooting to someday call games in the National Hockey League. That's what's phenomenal about being a Lumberjack. From top to bottom, this team wants everyone to reach their potential - human potential, as our owner, Josh Mervis so often says.
Nick Seeler being selected by the team he grew up rooting for is flat-out awesome, and he's the first of many Lumberjacks whose names we'll hear called at future NHL Entry drafts.
How cool is it to be part of that?
Many of the 2010-11 Lumberjacks will realize their collegiate potential over the next few years, and I look forward to keeping you in touch with them. I chatted with Jaycob Megna this morning.
Look for a blog post on your 2010-11 USHL Scholar-Athlete Award-winner and current University of Nebraska-Omaha tomorrow.
As the season draws nigh, I'll fill you in on how all the former Jacks are doing in their transitions on the ice and off. During the season, every Thursday we'll do our Alumni report to fill you in on how the games went from the previous weekend and set you up for our alumni's matchup.
I'm looking forward to the head-to-head clashes. KP would attribute this to my cockroach-like media tenacity.
Muskegon hockey historian Jay Vande Voorde met with our community relations director, Sarah Lambert, this morning to talk about the children's book he and some of our players from last season collaborated to produce.
He, like me, is eagerly awaiting some former Jack collegiate clashes. He won't be able to make the Jacks' games on either November 18 or 19, as he'll be in Colorado Springs, watching Charlie Taft and his Tigers and mine and Brendan Woods' Badgers tussle for the first time.
We will also have a regular Down on the Farm Report every Tuesday, when we'll let you know how the future Jacks stars are performing with their AAA and prep squads.
This is going to be fun. Catch up with you tomorrow!
To be fair, anyone who watched the Jacks' every move last season will need no introduction to Carter Foguth and Lance Fredrickson.
But casual fans and die-hards alike would be delighted if they saw what's happening on a daily basis in the L.C. Walker Arena weight room.
Celebrated bruiser Carter Foguth, who led the club in both
plus/minus and uppercuts landed last season, rolled into town a few weeks early to work out with Fredrickson and enjoy the tutelage of Jacks Assistant Coach and Strength Trainer Dave Noel-Bernier.
"Freddie pushes me," Foguth says. "Not to mention it's easy to get distracted when you're at home."
Fredrickson, meanwhile, is practically working out down the street from his parents' home in Spring Lake.
But fearless Freddie has travelled far and wide to improve his craft this summer. He's been attending boxing classes twice a week in Grand Rapids and, along with the 6-foot-6 Mike Moran - who's put on nearly 30 pounds this summer - spent time training with infamous NHL tough man Jim McKenzie in Nashville.
Fredrickson already has a lot of the things that a player can't be taught - nastiness and unparalleled loyalty to his teammates. He's used boxing training to make sure he's in the best shape of his life. And it's working.
"It's just awesome cardio, and by the time you're done you can't lift your arms," Fredrickson says.
Foguth is also a celebrated pizza artist and put in plenty of time at his father's Little Caesar's store this summer. He's as quick to call out his culinary competition as he is opponents on the ice.
"Best in town," Foguth says with the biggest of smiles. "Hungry Howie's and Pizza Hut? We're coming for you."
While Foguth might be a sultan of sauce, one can tell he doesn't put the calories to waste. Just ask his workout partner.
"I want to get big," says Fredrickson. "I obviously want to reach the muscle stature of a Greek god like Fogey."
These guys are scary, and they're getting scarier - in a good way.
