Growing up I didn't like the University of Michigan for a number of reasons, many of them stemming from the simple situational condition of being a Michigan State fan.

My family were Sparty people after-all, my Grandfather a dean of the education school, and I was brain-washed early and irrevocably to think in shades of green rather than maze and blue.

On crisp fall Saturdays I might head to a game with my grandparents and enjoy the cross generational thrill of rooting for the team,  watching my usually mild mannered grandfather get fired up and blunder the occasional "damn" or "crap" (big time swear words for him), only to be reprimanded by a sharp "Bob!" by my ever vigilant grandmother.

And needless to say,...

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