Can't get the link to work but according to Steve Lorenz on Twitter, Sparty was at East Lake high school and didn't know who George Campbell was.  Confirmed by Campbell himself. 

Some more changes for Spartans 2013 offensive strategy.  

And is Dantonio pursuing future endeavors elsewhere?

Warning: Links to Freep article.

So the pic on the front page, now attributed to Melanie Maxwell, seemed like it needed better captions than just welp X 4.  So I did this instead.

Please add/adapt!

And yes, the colors on Trey's text blurb are the acceptable Michigan hues.

I didn't see this discussed yet, but a slight mention by Brian regarding this weekend's half-time show by the MMB got me thinking.  As you may recall if you were in attendance, and not stuck in a line waiting for some stadium grub or a restroom, the MMB performed a pretty creative and funny show during the break of the NW game.  I found the content relavent since we have debated several times on this blog about the necessity of some to continue to refer to MSU as "little brother".  For all of the humor and back-and-fotrth that the matra has created over the past 5 years, it seems there are enough who wish it would just go away.  The balance of power has been restored after this years win, and there is no logical evidence that suggests that Sparty will have another 4 game run like they enjoyed since Mike Hart graduated.

With all of that being said, it is fair to think that perhaps the moniker will not die.  When the MMB uses it as a half-time feature to denigrate the school that's located "North until you smell it, West until you step in it", you know that it's use and understanding has escaped the control of the former players, current coaches, and casual fans of the rivalry.  Evidenced by the laughing and obvious applause that the comments received by the crowd in attendance on Saturday, I think that, for better or for worse, it is now permanently part of the Michigan Football Lexicon.  So, like Spartan Bob so famously started nearly a decade ago... let the debates begin.

My boss just left so I have the huge decision of whether or not to try and duck out early on a Friday afternoon.  Would be a no-brainer except last time I got the dreaded phone call while in the car.  To pass the time let us create some 5-7-5 poetry in honor of East Lansing Veterinary College. Here are a few to start the ball rolling:

Last year staee coaches

Proved it wasn’t just Rich Rod

Hoke understands now

My hot ex girlfriend

Went to this shitty ag school

Who is Thom Gholsthon?

Bonus World Series haiku:

Outside in the dirt

Yankee batters swing away

Ilitch deserves this 

Given that it is Little Brother week, I thought I'd post this poem I found a few months ago...  Written by Robert William Service in a volume called "Rhymes for My Rags" published in 1956.   FWIW he was known as "the Bard of the Yukon", which is a kick-ass nickname, if you ask me.  

Not that great, as poetry goes, but it does give us the line "Brother mine, beware, beware.../Evil looms the wrath to come!"  in some way predicting what Jake Ryan will be doing to LeVeon Bell.  So there's that...  Go Blue

Little Brother by Robert William Service

Wars have been and wars will be
Till the human race is run;
Battles red by land and sea,
Never peace beneath the sun.
I am old and little care;
I'll be cold, my lips be dumb:
Brother mine, beware, beware . . .
Evil looms the wrath to come.

Eastern skies are dark with strife,
Western lands are stark with fear;
Rumours of world-war are rife,
Armageddon draweth near.
If your carcass you would save,
Hear, oh hear, the dreadful drum!
Fly to forest, cower in cave . . .
Brother, heed the wrath to come!

Brother, you were born too late;
Human life is but a breath.
Men delve deep, where darkly wait
Sinister the seeds of death,
There's no moment to delay;
Sorrowing the stars are blind.
Little Brother, how I pray
You may sanctuary find.
Peoples of the world succumb . . .
Fly, poor fools, the WRATH TO COME!