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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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921231
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Thursday, December 31, 1992
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1C
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Photo MARY SCHROEDER
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(MARY SCHROEDER/Detroit Free Press)
Five Michigan players will finish uneventful collegiate careers
Friday in the Rose Bowl: From  left, Joshua Wuerfel, Mike
Lewis, Troy Plate, Paul Manning and Julian Swearengin.
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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ROSE BOWL
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Copyright (c) 1992, Detroit Free Press
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MICHIGAN MEMORIES OF FIVE FORGOTTEN SENIORS
U-M MEMORIES OF FORGOTTEN SENIORS
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HUNTINGTON BEACH, Calif. --  On the last day of the year, and the day
before their college football careers end, I'd like you to meet five guys
you've never heard of. Sometimes, I think their coaches  never heard of them
either. 

  They do not start. Some back up the backups. One guy never got in a game in
four years.

  They are about to leave Michigan. The Rose  Bowl will be their swan song --
  and if any of them get in the game, it will be big news. But where you would
expect bitterness, you don't hear it.  Where you would expect anger, there is
none. 
  True, they are the first athletes  I've interviewed who ever showed up
early.
  But listen to these voices from the far end of the bench:
 
"I look at it this way: I've had a great seat for the game."
Julian Swearengin
  He was  recruited by mail. Invited to walk on. He never even met Bo
Schembechler until his first practice. "If Bo doesn't know my name today, I
wouldn't be surprised," he says.
  He is a wide receiver, but  he has never caught a pass in a game that
counted. In fact, he didn't even get into a game that counted until this, his
senior year. It was late in the game against Houston, and the Wolverines were
blowing  out the Cougars by 48 points.
  "Julian!" a coach yelled. His heart raced. He dashed onto the field. He saw
the ball snapped and banged his defender and knocked him down. He was proud of
that. And  since they were running down the clock, that was about all he could
do.
  But wait. Third-and-long. A passing play. Could this be his chance? He
looked up -- and here came the first-string receivers  back onto the field. He
was out. A pass was thrown, while he watched, as usual, from the sidelines.
  "That didn't bother me," he says. "The thing that was kind of sad, was that
once I got out there,  I was so excited, I didn't get to stop and smell the
roses. When I think back, it's all just a blur."
  He will go to law school next year. He obviously did well in class. And
although he was always  a walk-on and never got an athletic scholarship, he
says he got a lot -- including this interview, which is his first.
  "I enjoyed being a member of the team. That's what I'll remember. And I
enjoyed  the friendships."
  He also enjoys the fact that  current coach Gary Moeller actually knows his
name.
  "He doesn't always pronounce it correctly," he says, "but that's OK."
 
"Mostly our teammates  joke about us being fat. They say, 'Don't go to the
beach, or they'll want to roll you back into the ocean.' "
Mike Lewis, Troy Plate
 
  They are big fellas. Offensive linemen. Coming out of high school, they
were loaded with promise. Plate was recruited by Big Ten schools. Lewis was
pursued by Nebraska and Penn State. Big fellas. High hopes. But things
happened. Injuries. Academics.
  "I probably  discovered the weight room too late," Lewis admits.
  "And we're playing behind some talented guys," Plate says.
  So, somehow, the promise came and went. They were backups to backups. They
banged  in practice and sat during games. They dragged  themselves home, week
after week, year after year. Finally, they had their moment. It, too, came in
the Houston game, with the score 61-7.
  "PLATE!  LEWIS!" the coaches yelled. And out they rumbled -- for seven
consecutive plays. They can remember every one of them.
  Plate: "The Houston guys were  exhausted, and we were trying to kill them."
  Lewis: "Yeah, they kept saying, 'Hey, the game's over, relax, will ya?' "
  Maybe now and then, they felt like quitting. They wondered if it was all
worthwhile. But if they didn't get much of a highlight  film, they did get
each other. They are best friends now. They room together. They are even the
butt of the same jokes.
  Lewis and Plate say the best part of this  experience was making friends
with other linemen, and getting to wear their championship rings. Their
fantasy for Friday's Rose Bowl?
  Plate: "Just to win, and have our  offensive line be the MVP. Even if we
don't play, that would  be great for them."
  Lewis: "Yeah. Although it would be really great if we were blowing them
out, and they let us go in and roll some dudes."
  Yeah.
  Huh?
 
"I may be on the second team, but  I'm on the second team for Michigan."
Paul Manning
  Compared to the others, Manning is almost a Heisman trophy winner. He has
actually played more downs than he can count. An All-State offensive  lineman
at Birmingham Brother Rice, Manning figured, like the others, it would only be
a matter of time before he starred in college.
  It didn't happen. There are only so many stars. So Manning played  backup.
And he waited. The years passed.
  Finally, in last season's Minnesota game, both centers got injured, and
suddenly -- "MANNING! GET READY!" -- he was practicing snaps with Elvis Grbac.
  "We fumbled the first practice snap," he says. "Then we fumbled the second.
I said, 'Oh, no. We're in trouble.' But we went out and we did OK."
  In fact, for that one Saturday, Manning felt like  the Big Time. He played
the rest of the game, he was graded in films, and he practiced with the first
string that whole next week.
  But come the next game, he was back to backup.
  He never did  get to start.
  "I'm playing behind some great players, so I don't get down on myself," he
says. "If I didn't think they deserved it, I'd be upset."
  He has already graduated. He is proud of that.  His favorite souvenir, he
says, will be a photo of the entire offensive line. A large, framed picture of
his football friends. Not surprisingly, the starters are in the front row. And
he is in the row  behind.
  "Typical," he says.
 
"I benched 225 pounds for the strength coach once. That will always be a
highlight."
Joshua Wuerfel
  He could have gone to a smaller school. He could have had  a full
scholarship. But as the son of a former placekicker who always regretted not
choosing a big-time program, well, Josh Wuerfel had destiny before him.
  He chose Michigan. As a walk-on.
  He  has never played.
  "Like everyone else, I figured  I'd make an impression, and get to play
eventually," he says. "But the difference between high school and college is
so great. I spent the first  two years here just trying to get respect because
of my size (5- feet-6). Leroy Hoard would always call me 'Peanut' or 'Lucas.'
"
  There were  times that quitting must have seemed attractive. But Wuerfel
-- who kicked a 46-yarder in high school -- didn't quit. "In my family,
quitting isn't an option."
  So game after game, his parents have come, hoping to see him play and
knowing he wouldn't. Only  one time, in a spring scrimmage, did Wuerfel get to
kick. An extra point. He made it.
  And that was his career at Michigan.
  Is he angry?
  "No, I'm glad my father was there to see it."
 Like all of them, Wuerfel makes you shake your head. How can they be so
upbeat when they did all this work and got none of the glory? 
  "Being here shaped me," Wuerfel says, "even if I didn't play.  I'll never
forget the  experience."
  Some leave with Heisman trophies. Some leave with one extra point in their
pockets. When you look at the sidelines in Friday's Rose Bowl, you'll see lots
of bodies  in maize-and- blue uniforms -- and not all of them are where they
dreamed they would be. On this New Year's Eve, we salute those who have
learned to live with that, and made peace. They might one day realize how much
growing up they truly did in college.
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PREGAME; ROSE BOWL; COLLEGE; FOOTBALL; COLUMN
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