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  • It's funny how it all seems so small and compact from the hilltop, as the noise of the crowd is muffled when outside the stadium's bowl.

    Descending down to the stadium really is like descending from the pressures - the stresses - of school, temporarily separating ourselves from them to be surrounded by a large fraction of the university and fan community. And yet, the rest of Ann Arbor patiently waits when we all return.

    I have so many different memories from all of the years I've come here, and it's been interesting to see how this place has changed over that time. And yet, this observation, this descendants, like many other things I've now picked up on, I only could have realized from being a student for these latest three out of my 21 years of fandom.

    After three years of being here, I recognize so many people, and seeing them again, it's like being in a small Charlie Brown classroom or something like that. And for as many people as there are, this yellow river flows back downstream, all going to similar places, streets, environments, ready to watch the next games on tv over drinks, throw the football, and bask in the late Saturday glow of a football Saturday.
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