My Team

Here's the story: to me there is only one team that places sports. I love my team. It's the team that as a ten year old I made homemade posters for (back in the day of Herb Haygood, Tyrell Dortch, TJ Duckett, Little John Flowers, Jeff Smoker). It's the team that hung in my room my whole life (I hung up any and all posters I could get my hands on). It's the team, whose stadium I learned football in (thanks to my father who took me and answered all my silly questions). It's the team that I have stood in the beating sun, the freezing snow and the pouring rain for (I would refuse to leave the game before the time read 0:00). It's Michigan State University. I've never cared, at the end of the day, whether my boys in green, earn a L or a W. I love them the same. Now I am not sure whether that really makes sense, but it's true.

I am watching them right now and it's breaking my heart...not that they are losing (though we really ARE). I hate that they keep getting hurt, I almost want to start a fight with both Alabama's Offensive and Defensive lines...I'll hold back though. I also am hating the "fans" that don't want to watch my team lose or just the people that talk bad about State (I always have hated those people). Any ways I have enjoyed this season and I'll be back next year to watch my Spartans play some football, in the mean time I'll watch Izzo's boys.