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Saturday, November 14, 2009
Princeton - Yale
Yes, today the Princeton Tigers will get beat like a gong by the Bulldogs. Er, I mean the Princeton geniuses will meet the Yale thugs to let them win and appease New Haven's feelings of self-worthlessness.
At any rate, the orange and black will fly one more time from the rectory. I will also be sporting my "Beat Yale" hat during the day. I guess that's why I'm often called "Mr. Fashion".
[Frantic Update: Clearly, the Tigers experienced some form of psychic shift and dominated the field during the first half, enough to secure a 24-17 victory. It's the new, orange jerseys with the built-in hand warmer pockets, I'm sure. Actually, I think there's another reason, but that one I'm saving for a sermon in the not-too-distant future.]