Michigan vs. Tennessee. The immovable object meets the unstoppable force. I have already gently patted my flat-screen TV and apologized for the things I am inevitably going to scream at it later this evening.
Preparing for the Worst
I have removed all blunt objects from my living room. I have warned my neighbors that any loud shrieks they hear are strictly basketball-related and not a home invasion. I am ready, but my nervous system absolutely is not.
