What are YOU doing to BEAT STATE?

I'm going to run any vehicle off the road that I see with a Sparty decal or bumper sticker.

Just kidding, although I will be thinking about it.

Well, I wasn't thinking about it but now I'm going to stop reading board posts until Monday.

Be confident... for good always defeats bad....

Nothing.  I live in Tennessee and have a full life without Michigan Football.  I'll read about it, discuss the match-up in some of my free time because I enjoy it.  I will try my best to watch and hope for the best because I like Michigan and I like football.  But the porch I also want ain't gonna to build itself either.

Disrespeking anything that is green & white

I have stocked my liquor cabinet (its really just more of a shelf than a cabinet) and warmed up my liver accordingly.

I'm going to the game and cheering for the boys in Maize and Blue.

I'm visiting Aretha Franklin's grave to remind her it's spelled d-i-s-r-e-s-p-e-k

Farting in the general direction of EL and saying “Nee!”

Spreading a lot of rispek on reddit.

Wishing and praying.

We'll be camping in the Wichita Mountains in SW Oklahoma...probably off the grid with no signals available. Hopefully my doing nothing will cancel out all the stupid things others are doing :)

Switching to GEICO?  Wait, that's for Allstate.

Checking the weather every hour on the hour.

I'm keeping my mouth shut. No predictions, no Facebook smack talk, just going about my days in a regular, systematic way. 

I ordered 30 pizzas to Mork's house. I figured he would enjoy the alumni engagement. 

We are tailgating (but not going into the game) with some Sparty friends.   My contribution will be buffalo wings cooked in the barrel cooker with a hickory chunk over the charcoal for a little smoke.   Given my screen name this really shouldn't be a surprise.  

Burn a couch as a sacrifice to the East Lansing Trash God.

So we're all still masterbating?  Well that's just great, 1-3 for Harbaugh 

Have we learned nothing 

Developing an ulcer.

fumed silently at my desk

Since my wife knows that 4 hours of her Saturday will be husbandless I am preparing a special meal I am calling "Tennis Court Breakfast" to commemorate the ridiculous spectacle which is EL tailgating for the UM game.  She has no idea what the title means but when I serve fancy fruit, champagne and fritattas I doubt she will care.  

Also I am spending 10 extra mins on the heavy bag in our building's gym for good measure.  It's helping.  

Disrespekt...  I'm ignoring them and the game and focusing solely on the main rival. Quite a day for OSU schadenfreude with the Bosa news and some recruiting bumps in the road.  This recruiting outlook from 11W should bring smiles:

https://www.elevenwarriors.com/ohio-state-football-recruiting/2018/10/9…

I keep the week as normal as I can.... so as not to throw off the regular routine.  Then Saturday:

Bloody Marys at 0900, western omelette with tabasco, prep brats for the grill.  Crack open Yuengling at 11, the pregamer.....   by half time it's either bourbon and cigars, or bourbon and more bourbon..

someone text me the final score, so when I wake up sunday morning and check my phone I'll know if it was all worth it.

The Same superstitions I do every week.  Bed is made properly in the morning, lawn is mowed/landscaping done by Friday night in this case for 11:00 game, usually on game day morning if a 2:30 game.  I am in the central time zone. I am in the same spot on my couch by kick off.  I was not able to do this routine last year as I was at a wedding, I remember telling my wife this whole marriage thing has a 50/50 shot anyway right, and there is 100% odds that I will never be able to watch this game live again.  I usually go with the stats in these kind of decisions in my life but my that comment alone made the percentages of my marriage lasting go down. I still blame myself for the loss, even though I know this routine has nothing to do with the outcome of the game I can't stop doing it every weekend.  

I'm going to Disney World.

Seriously.

We leave tomorrow.

Start my day with 5 raw eggs; go down to the local cave and punch a grizzly in the balls; shave my head with a cheese grater; raze and then rebuild the governor's mansion and pull it by rope through the center of town; and then look sideways at the meanest dog in town. 

My usual Saturday.

I'm putting off shaving my balding head and beard for the 3rd week in a row. I also downloaded some 80s montage to run to...

Well, for starters, trying to figure out the Ben Mason situation.

I’ll be down in SEC country for Homecoming at Tuskegee University and in ATL. 

I've been peeing in the headwaters of the Red Cedar since Sunday afternoon.