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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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891015
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Sunday, October 15, 1989
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METRO FINAL
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NWS
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1A
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Photo Color ALAN KAMUDA
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MITCH ALBOM
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SEE ALSO METRO EDITION, Page 1A
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Copyright (c) 1989, Detroit Free Press
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U-M 10, MSU 7
WOLVERINES WIN AN OLD-FASHIONED GAME OF CRUNCH
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EAST LANSING --  The ball sat innocently on the 1-yard line, as if to say,
  "Take me, I'm yours." But who was it talking to? Michigan, who was guarding
the castle?  Or Michigan State, who was  threatening to storm it? It was,
after all, fourth down, glory to go.

  "GOTTA SCORE!"  they screamed in the MSU huddle. 

  "CAN'T LET THEM SCORE!" came the echo from the U-M side.
  And this,  for all the hype and noise, was the game. The moment they wait
for in these parts, gosh, all year, really. Force  against force. Body against
body.  Michigan led, 10-0, when fate set this stage, but  it was fourth
quarter, fourth down, and if State scored, the momentum would surely carry the
Spartans to another drive and victory. You could feel it. You could taste it
in the noise from the crowd,  most of whom were wearing green and praying
hard.
  And here came the handoff. Blake Ezor, who had been ripping off yardage
since this drive began more than seven minutes earlier, headed for the
promised  land . . . and met a wall of white. Smack! He was bent, held up, and
dumped short of his destination, short of a score, short of everything. The
referees signaled Michigan ball. The crowd sagged like  a dropped curtain. The
football gods nodded silently.
  Paint it blue.
  "That was the key," said a happy Bo Schembechler, after his Wolverines hung
on to defeat the Spartans, 10-7, and remain undefeated  in the Big Ten
Conference. "It was a nice, hard- hitting game. There were a lot of good
collisions out there."
  In fact, the collisions would likely be the highlight film. This annual
showdown, anticipated  with such heavy breathing, turned out to be close, yes,
well-played, no, with a lot of crunching bodies in between.
  It was, for traditionalists, a return to the old days, smash 'em, bash 'em,
run  off tackle and rely on your defense. I'm surprised the crowd wasn't
wearing raccoon coats and zoot suits. Here was Tony Boles, running 22 times,
across the field, through the middle. Here was Leroy Hoard,  taking the
shortest path with the most resistance, banging his body for yard after yard.
  And here, mostly, was the Michigan defense, bend but don't break, on that
fourth-and-one -- and on the final  play of the game, when Lance Dottin
intercepted Dan Enos' desperation pass, ran in a circle until the clock read
0:00, then fell to the ground and wiggled in celebration.
  Paint it blue.
  This  was a tough game to lose," said MSU coach George Perles. But then,
aren't they all? The truth is, this was not a terrifically played game, not by
a long shot. Michigan State nearly gave it away in the  first half. Michigan
nearly handed it over in the second half.
  It was sleepy for three quarters and exhilarating for one. It marked the
return of the ground game for Michigan and the return of  conservatism for
MSU. And, in the end, the whole thing could be boiled down to fourth downs.
Consider:
* First quarter, fourth-and-three from the Michigan 19. The Spartans try a
field goal to get on  the board. It is blocked by a leaping Vada Murray, who
later admits he played basketball in high school.
* First quarter, fourth-and-goal from the MSU 1. Michigan decides to go for it
and gets it, when  Hoard bursts through a crowd. It will be the Wolverines'
only touchdown.
* Second quarter, fourth down at the MSU 29. Michigan misses a field goal, but
State is called for offsides. The mistake gives the ball back to the
Wolverines. Four plays later -- on another fourth down -- they try a field
goal and succeed. It will ultimately be the margin of victory.
* Fourth quarter, fourth down on the Michigan  17. John Langeloh steps up for
an easy MSU field goal -- again the margin of victory --  and misses. 
  That'll do it.
  But wait. Let's get back to that Michigan rushing attack.
  "We heard some  criticism of our running game," said Boles, who gained 100
yards on the day, "and we took it out on MSU."
  Indeed, the days of Air Elvis may be gone for the Wolverines. The
wunderkind quarterback  named Grbac threw just 15 times, many of them too high
or too hard, and most of the big plays were on the ground. Let Schembechler
smell that, and forget it. The running backs should start bringing three
pairs of shoes to the games.
  Of course what also might have helped this return to Earth was an injury to
Gary Moeller, the Wolverines offensive coordinator, who hurt his ankle and
broke his elbow  falling off a practice room podium this week, and had to
coach from the press box coaches' booth. The plays went from Moeller through
Schembechler to the team. You could just picture that, couldn't you?
  "Bo, call a slant pass over the middle."
  "Gotcha. Men, run it off tackle."
  "Bo, go with the fly pattern to McMurtry."
  "Gotcha. Men, run it off tackle."
  We're kidding. Maybe. Who cares?  Not the Michigan fans. It does them
proud to see a good old pound-it-out Wolverines slamfest like Saturday. Sort
of like hearing "The Victors." Bo, as the shirts on this campus said all week,
may not  know Diddley. But he knows how to stuff it up your gut. And his team
is still atop the heap in the Big Ten race, and still No. 5 in the country.
  Paint it blue.
  And what of Michigan State? The  Spartans now have lost to three of the top
five teams in the country. And it is of no solace. People expected a tougher
performance this Saturday by the Spartans, considering how well they played
against  Notre Dame and Miami (Fla.). But give credit to the Wolverines
defense. It stopped the likes of Ezor and Enos in enemy territory, and the
offensive line opened holes the size of moving vans. Percy Snow,  the
all-world linebacker for Michigan State, was not a factor. And that takes some
doing.
  "We got to get it in from the 1-yard line," said a disappointed Perles,
whose face seemed carved in granite  after this one. "And we can't have a
field goal blocked. And we can't miss a field goal . . ."
  And they can't throw interceptions and they can't take dumb penalties and
they can't do anything about  it now. They made too many mistakes Saturday,
and their comeback was a little too late. This is a good MSU team, but
Saturday's loss will haunt it for weeks. No. Check that. All year. There is
nothing  worse than death by Wolverine in East Lansing.
  Nothing.
  "People say we're a good team," said Harlon Barnett, the MSU safety, "but
I'm getting tired of losing. Maybe we need more luck."
  Or  something. Before the final quarter, a band of Michigan State crazies
ran on the field and did a choreographed routine where they stomp on a
Michigan flag. You can only hope they enjoyed it. It was the  only time the
Spartans were on top all day.
  Paint it blue.
CUTLINE:
Detroit Free Press Leroy Hoard breaks through to score Michigan's touchdown in
its 10-7 victory over Michigan State in East Lansing  on Saturday.
Michigan State coach George Perles, left, and Michigan coach Bo Schembechler
greet each other before Saturday's Big Ten football game in East Lansing.
Schembechler's Wolverines beat the  Spartans, 10-7.
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U-M;MSU;FOOTBALL;COLUMN
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