So, I have always enjoyed basketball. Ask my Dad. We'd watch basketball, and I'd have fun screaming at the TV. I even played basketball in middle school, and I enjoyed yelling at the other players and getting the ball stolen from me.
However, this joy reached new heights when I went to Michigan State. My cheers became screams, and my taunts became insults. People who were in the Izzone understood. They totally got it. But the rest of the world... not so much.
Here is a small glimpse into my life as an avid Michigan State basketball fan. Don't judge me.