I have always said I would never be caught sporting anything U of M (University of Michigan). I’d never cheer them on to win a game, and I certainly wouldn’t be caught at The Big House. After all, I am a Michigan State fan.
But let me be honest here. I have no legitimate reason to be a fan of MSU. I’m a fan simply to rebel against my family who are U of M fans. That’s my only reason. Not a good reason, but it is my reason.
My perspective has changed however. Losing my Papa back in August has me sporting his U of M sweatshirt more and more, in honor of him. I find comfort in it. I’ve secretly cheered on Michigan in various sports events too. If you know me, this just isn’t something that I would typically do. Maize and Blue? Yeah right!
I think about the rivalry I used to have with my Papa during football and basketball games. How we would joke back and forth on who was the better team. Who would take home the big W this time; and then pretending to pout when our team lost or being overjoyed when our team won.
Being a silent fan of U of M isn’t something I ever predicted in my life. I know that seems silly. But it’s true. However, for you Papa, I’ll cheer on U of M any day!
Beautifully Chaotic 