Are you there, God? It's me, Mr. Rosewater.

Now I don't pray to you that much because I despise your believers, but Imma praying to you now because Imma asking for a favor in exchange for my wretched soul.  All Imma asking of you, the all powerful who made the sky Blue and White, that on 10/24/09, rain or shine or snow or Biblical flood - whatever you're in the mood for - please for all things good and decent, have the Lions of Mt. Nittany kick the living, stinking s%*t out those of Ann Arbor Wolverines.  I don't mean by a field goal or anything like that.  I mean a public execution, a bubonic plaque...a Tiananmen Square Holocaust that would put the Book of Revelations out of print.  I want the wrath of Khan and that ear bug eating their insides out.

Something like 2,030 to -993, or thereabouts.  Nothing too fancy.  Just a Smite Hammer laid down DC style, with Maize and Blue coloring the background - preferably the ground, but hey Imma not begging, just praying's all.

Oh, and bless all those getting married tomorrow.  Not the schmucks attending them (because they should be watching the game), but the bride and groom and the love they'll share for five to ten years.  Bless them all.

Let there be smack down. 

Amen.