After a year where the home city of Michigan State University lost power for almost the entire Christmas season it is a joy to have something to celebrate. It is wonderful to pound one fist against my chest and say I am a Spartan, Class of ’78.
Obviously I personally had nothing to do with the victory. It is simple a moment when the colors that I have draped around my education, green and white, have a little more national resonance. It was a day to forget all the other stuff in life for once and just enjoy the bread and circuses.
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