The other day I walked out of my house and was shocked by how cold it was. A sharp wind blew through the neighborhood, whipping brown leaves from yard to yard and into the street. The sky hung gray overhead, and a pretty girl rode by on her bike in a sweater. It's days and scenes like the one just described that remind you that we're slipping away from the steamy hand of summer and into the loving arms of fall.
For a sports fan, fall is signaled by college football, the NFL and baseball pennant races. Over the weekend, I watched my Michigan Wolverines tiptoe around the UMass Minuteman. I also had a chance to watch the
lowly Michigan State Spartans surprise the equally hated Fighting Irish with a ballsy fake field goal in overtime. All in all, it was a solid Saturday of football, but all I could think about was October.
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