By the time I finally wrung myself out from the past weekend, I found myself deep in the bosom of the Wisconsin northwoods, swimming in a sea of pine and cheddar.
I’m playing the dangerous game of catching your ABV up to your cholesterol, while also trying to keep my golf handicap low. I’m also here on a scouting mission to find a football coach since apparently they grow on trees out here.
Get in, loser, we’re going losing!
Totally and completely erased Michigan State from the face of the earth. Sure am glad they’re also getting some time off to figure out to play with the food that is Iowa next week.