
Last but not least, Michigan. My true home (though I haven't lived there since I was 2), my family, my college team, my raison d'etre on Saturdays. Despite disappointing, bowl showings (c'mon Lloyd, give us a bowl win? please?), legendary but tragic OSU games (DAMN YOU TRESSEL!), and the NFL draft (where will be without Breston?) I am ridiculously hopeful that, yes, this will be the year. I am a sox fan after all! With Chad Henne, Mike Hart, Super Mario, and a stealthy Arrington ready for some offensive action, and big bad Crable on D, I see a run for a national title. I've already started teaching everyone at work Hail to the Victors, though I have had some resitance from Bob, who earned his DVM at Minnesota. Boo. He's also from NY which is a whole 'nother problem but we'll ignore that for now.
SO! To honor my roots, and my love of college football, I will shout, "LET'S GO BLUE!", proudly sing Hail to Victors with gusto, and imagine myself at the Big House every saturday as I have done for 31+ years (since I was there for the '75 season, right mom?).