It's one of the biggest rivalry weekends in college football, but we here at Texas in Africa will be spending our Saturday hostessing a bridal shower and leading a Disciple Now group. (Don't ask how we are doing both at the same time.)
For those of you who care about whatever that game is they're playing in the Big 10, this is the wrong blog. Tomorrow is, of course, The Game, and I fully expect that the sons of Eli will prevail in its 124th edition over those namby-pambies from Harvard. Winning would give Yale a perfect season and the Ivy League Championship, and in a league of meaningless sports, that's everything. Let the games begin.