As I awesomely predicted way back in January, Michigan State has made it to the national championship game, which will be played tomorrow night at 9pm. To get here, they had to oust two number-one seeds from the predictably overrated Big East, Louisville and Connecticut, neither of which had the stamina or smarts to hang with State. North Carolina will be much different; they are this tournament’s equivalent of an obese drunk at an all-you-can-eat chili festival.

Win or lose, tomorrow will be a banner day for this sports-loving goon, who grew up on the west side of Michigan during the Magic Johnson era and attended MSU freshman year and who anticipates baseball’s opening day — also tomorrow! — as if it were a phone call from the producers of Jeopardy! informing me that I’ve made it on the show. (Sadly, that hasn’t happened yet, because I am dumb.) I’m not sure I could have scripted it better: MSU on the big screen at the bar battling for the national championship, the Detroit Tigers on another screen playing their first game of the year. I’d gladly pay them Tuesday for victories tomorrow.

Yes, I am a geek.

WHY I’M ANGRY TODAY
I wish I were in Michigan.