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 :(

but never on osu/michigan game day.  and not likely when michigan is having a winning season.  this is only because i feel sorry for my husband.  because lets face it, love makes you do crazy things. 


and without sports, this wouldn't be disgusting.