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The Notre Dame Fightin’ Irish told boyz months ago that Big Momma was calling them in early. They started telling cats that the streets lights were on even before it got dark and that they couldn’t come out to play with them anymore. The Michigan rivalry would be no more because they found some other cats in the ACC that would be easier to push around! Then ole dull Brian Kelly tried to down play the joint by telling the world that it was just a regional rivalry anyway.
So when Notre Dame showed up on the block Saturday night the Wolverines had 115,109 duns waiting for them. If you’re gonna defy Big Momma and come out to play anyway then we’re gonna make you pay for it playboy and the beat down was on and poppin’! When the dust settled Michigan had beaten the brakes off of the Irish 41-30. All they could hear was Big Momma saying, “Whenever you doin’ something you ain’t got no business doin’ something is bound to go wrong.”
Even though there was plenty of surveillance cameras recording the whole thing and 115,109 live witnesses nobody talked to the police when they showed up. Boyz were looking for somebody, anybody that would agree to testify on the Irish’s behave that Michigan was brutal in their attack of the choir boys in front of the whole block.
Nobody would admit that Devin Gardner was 21-33 for 294 yards and 4 TD’s in the air, added 13 rushes for 82 yards on the ground and another TD for good measure. Nobody would admit that they saw Michigan turn on the street lights so that boyz could get a good view of the beat down and that it was premeditated. Nope, nobody said a word! When the Feds showed up to take over the case because it was a national beat down instead of a regional one they got the same information. “We didn’t see nothing! Can’t help you patna.”
All boyz would say is that they saw these cats from South Bend talking trash and the next thing they knew it was 41-30 and they were getting back on the bus all bruised up. Feds: “So you mean to tell me that nobody saw a thing? Fans: “We don’t know what to tell you playboy! They came in talking crazy and the next thing we knew shots were fired but we didn’t see who shot them.” Feds: “So you didn’t see Devin Gardner, the kid that wears No. 12, go to work on these boyz?” Fans: No. 12? Naw, we didn’t see no No.12 tonight, we saw a dun wearing No.98 but No.98 was a white guy named Tom Harmon that won the Heisman Trophy here in 1940. So it couldn’t have been him playboy!” Feds: "Naw, the guy with No.98 on was black so it had to be Devin!" Fans: " Naw playboy, Devin wears No. 12! Feds: "Huh?"
The Irish got on that bus to ride back down 80/94 to the crib knowing that they couldn’t call Big Momma because she told them not to go back to that neighborhood anymore anyway but they wouldn’t listen. And they were rolling with a dun that pissed off the hood before they got there saying that it wasn’t a rivalry.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! Rule 1 Article 5 Section 2 of the Hood Code of Conduct says, “Always be cordial when going into hostile territory. Take off all foreign colors and do not display gang affiliations as these things will ensure your survival.” But the freakin’ Leprechaun wouldn’t listen!
As soon as he showed up at the Big House he put on that green suit and started throwing up gang signs drawing attention to himself even before the team ran out of the tunnel. They didn’t have a chance of getting out of there alive pimpin’! When it was over they were hollerin’ “Go Blue” all over Ann Arbor and the Feds were upset that nobody would cooperate with the investigation so they closed the case and decided to stick around for the after party too. Rivalries are meant to be played! That’s why they call them rivalries! Stop me when I start lyin’ playa!
Holla At Ya Boy!
Jay Graves
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