Pretty? No. Fundamentally sound? No. Effective? Barely. Such was Michigan's 24-21 edging of San Diego State on Saturday under the hot sun at Michigan Stadium. It was my introduction to Big House football, and it was crazy. It's really weird to have a visualization of 109,432 people, but it's also amazing how noisy 30,000 can be and how quiet 80,000 can be. Think about that: the equivalent of Spartan Stadium sitting calmly doing essentially nothing to cheer on the team while the northwest corner of the country's largest athletics venue tries to push the Maize and Blue over the top. At times during Saturday's game we could actually hear the Aztec faithful whooping it up from under the far scoreboard...an embarassment if you ask me.
The weekend was a good one; Friday was a blend of CPC reading and frenetic errands and house work, then in the evening Jenelle and I took the bus downtown to scope out the evening life in Ann Arbor on a perfect night before a home football game. After the game on Saturday we returned to Huron Towers and hit the pool (the water was 89 degrees F, if you can believe it) and basically crashed for the evening, exhausted from cheering and standing and walking and the week gone by.

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