by all accounts, eric and i should not be married. this is precisely what should have happened on our first date:
yes, i am an ohio state fan through and through. i have known the words to the fight song since i was approximately four years old (thanks dad!).
unfortunately, eric was doomed from the start. his dad and his dad's dad both went to U of M for college, and as a result was brought up as a wolverine.
ask 9 out of 10 buckeye fans, and they will tell you this is a deal-breaker. but somehow, we beat the odds and instead, we ended up like this:
(side note: why do both of these have female michigan fans? get some smarts, ladies.)
now this doesn't mean we don't face some bumps along the way. during the game on saturday, i was in michigan with eric's family. i rocked my scarlet and gray, but when ohio state was doing well, do you think i cheered very loudly? heck no, techno. i want to be invited back to neebish island, thank you.
also, it wasn't pretty. and as much as i try to convince myself that michigan still maintains a large lead over ohio state overall in this rivalry and that my cheering is justified, i just can't stand to see my husband unhappy. it's really sad, actually. i mean, we're talking pouty lip here. and that leads me to do things like this:
|i'm soooo sorry :(|
and without sports, this wouldn't be disgusting.