I once dated a rabid U of M fan. No really, I think he had rabies.

One of the biggest events of the year for those who bleed green (like me) is the Michigan State-Michigan football game. The Spartans are in Ann Arbor today, so to show my love for my boys in green, I thought I'd break out some old school trash-talking journalism: my favorite game-week columns from the days of yore!

Pack your Prada bags, the Spartans are coming
By Eric Lacy
The State News
October 20, 2000

Now I know the “other” university is lacking a nationally renowned, accredited school of journalism, but a column referring to a “sketchy” visit to East Lansing, with reference to K-mart and Prada bags just seemed to be a waste of space...

Here’s a primer on happenings at U-M: When athletics aren’t going well, athletes are getting in trouble and the athletic department is recovering from bad investments, so-called “fans” get mouths as big as former basketball center Robert Traylor’s waistline.

U-M Skunk Bears not worth breath
By Bethany Chismark
The State News
October 25, 2004

Who really wants to be a wolverine? A wolverine is related to the weasel and according to Dictionary.com has "heavyset body, short legs, dark fur and a bushy tail. Also called glutton and skunk bear." Skunk bear? I think that name suits their team. Let's change it to the Michigan Skunk Bears. Ahhh, perfection.

The Spartan. Defined as "rigorously self-disciplined or self-restrained, courageous in the face of pain, danger or adversity." Sounds like our school. Who wants to be a skunk bear, again? That's right. No one. Plus, Sparty looks way cooler on the field compared to a rodent running around in a sweater.

Spartans are cut above U-M football team
By Jacob Carpenter
The State News
October 23, 2008

There’s an old saying that you’re never supposed to kick a dog when it’s down.

Whoever coined that phrase never said anything about Wolverines.

Kickoff in T-minus an hour. Let the trash-talking commence!

UPDATE, 7:19 PM: Victory! Now it's time to enjoy it. But please, Spartans, don't riot. We're better than that. That said, Jason and I are heading out to see what mischief we can get into.

P.S.: Everyone go wish Angela a happy birthday!