Sorry this is brief/late, I've been stuck in Atlanta all weekend on business. I kid, I kid.

Whatever superlative you wish to throw on the pile for tonight will work. Simply put, an amazingly unexpected run for our Wolverines has us 40 minutes from a National Championship. I was just a young teenager the last time we were in the Championship Game, but I remember it like it was yesterday. And despite the bitter ending, and despite the fallout years later, it's one of just a handful of Michigan memories that will be with me for a lifetime. My on again / off again relationship with Chris Webber notwithstanding, it's very difficult not to love the Fab Five. And it's even more difficult not to appreciate his mission to get the band back together for this momentous occasion...

Meanwhile in blatant self-promotion news...a large man in yellow (me) and his financé with hands on face in horror star as Jiminy Cricket in the critically acclaimed feature "Please Make Your Damn Free Throws"...