So dawn found me mixing and pouring Gatorade, and the following three hours were spent handing them to runners representing their various Big Ten schools. Clearly I was representing for the green and white, cheering on Spartan runners. But I was benevolent enough to provide Gatorade to thirsty Wolverines, Buckeyes and Badgers (among others).
I can't help but be revved up for the start of football season. It's like you put that many alum in one place, throw a fight song on the speakers, and you can't help getting infected by school spirit. I didn't know a single person there, but we all smiled and yelled "GO GREEN!" at one another with the utmost familiarity. Yes, part of me chose a college based on academics, but a decent portion of my decision was based on selecting a "pseudo-family" that I was excited to be a member of for life.
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