About 4 this morning, dreamed that Ohio State was beating Michigan 25-22 with 9 seconds to go.  

The game was in Columbus.  Harbaugh kept calling time outs.  Michigan was moving the ball.  They started on their own 4 yard line and had it out to the 50 on a couple pass plays.  We were all waiting forever for these last 9 seconds.  

All of a sudden, even old dead relatives of mine sat at this white barstool.  I now had a younger brother that I never knew, telling me I was getting smaller even though I'm not.  

But then I woke up.  I'll never know if they held on to win that game or not.  If The Game is anything like that, I'm going to freak the hell out.