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9502040004
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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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951031
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Tuesday, October 31, 1995
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METRO FINAL
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SPT
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1D
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<BYLINE>
MITCH ALBOM
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Copyright (c) 1995, Detroit Free Press
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THE HUDDLE
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Once a year, under a blue-gray sky, the green and white meet the maize and
blue in a red-hot, black-and-blue battle for supremacy.

  My, how colorful.

  HUT ONE, HUT TWO . . . HUDDLE UP!
  WHO'S IN THIS WEEK: Herman Moore, Scott Mitchell, Barry Sanders (lifetime
membership), Tracy (the Hammer) Scroggins, Tim Biakabutuka, Amani Toomer, the
U-M defense, Tommie Frazier, Andre (finally!)  Rison, Dan Marino, Eddie
George, Bobby Hoying,  the Atlanta Braves, the Dearborn High football team,
and Igor Larionov, who brings the Red Wings' new official training meal:
borscht.
  WHO'S OUT:  Spartans, Jayhawks, 49ers, Bills and Pats, Vinny (splinters)
Testaverde, Randall (splinters) Cunningham, USC, Buddy Ryan (permanent
expulsion) and Tim McCarver (We don't care about the rotation axis  of a lefty
curveball, JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!). 
  Hey, Huddle. Want my autograph?
  Deion Sanders! Let us kiss your ring!
  There, there, now. Heh-heh. I'm just a regular guy, like you, only richer,
and better looking.
  How are your eyes?
  My eyes?
  Yeah. The ones you closed when you dropped THE CATCH YOU SHOULD HAVE MADE!
  But-
  And you didn't even have an interception; all you did  was knock down a
badly thrown ball. And by the way, here's a letter from the Georgia Dome
employees.
  They still love me?
  Sort of. It reads: "Dear Deion, if this is 'Your House,' how about grabbing
 a broom? We got a lot of peanut shells on Your Floor."
  Lemme see that.
  Next?
  Hey, Huddle, Go Blue!
  Huh?
  No, Huddle. Go Green!
  Uh-oh. It must be that time of year again. The Big Showdown. Are you two
schools going to fight again?
  No reason to fight. We're Michigan. We're nationally ranked, we have a deal
with Nike, and our classes are harder.
  Is that so?
  Don't listen  to him, Huddle. We're Michigan State. We're more motivated,
our fans are louder, and our student body is better looking.
  Hmm.
  Don't believe him, Huddle. They're all a bunch of grass- chewing,
beer-guzzling, fertilizer majors who wouldn't know an SAT from a C-A-T.
  Wait a min--
  He's lying, Huddle! They're a bunch of rich, pompous, cry- to-Mommy,
borrow-from-Daddy, thumb-sucking nerds  who wouldn't know a good party if it
bit them in the butt.
  I think-
  WEED PICKERS!
  Hey now--
  BED WETTERS!
  Enough! Both of you, over in that corner! You're not getting in the Huddle
until you learn how to behave.
  But who's gonna win Saturday? Us or them?
  They are. Now, shoo!
  Outta my way, Huddle. Where are my bats?
  Look, it's Albert Belle. Mr. Personality!
  Aw,  bleep-bleep. I'm just misunderstood.
  You mean you're not a cranky, moody, self-centered, prima- donna baseball
player who struck out in his last at-bat in the World Series?
  Bleeping . . . whoa.  Who's that?
  This is Lomas Brown. Next to him is Kevin Glover. Next to him is Chris
Spielman. They are friends of the Huddle. They don't like it when people are
rude to us.
  But . . . but.  . . . 
  Sic 'im, boys.
  !! percent&$#!##!$$!!*&!  percent
  LET'S GO TO THE MAILBAG!
  Dear Huddle: Every preseason the press raves about the Lions, and every
year my dad says they'll be lucky to  reach .500. (Signed) Brian Derskow, West
Bloomfield.
  Always listen to your parents, Brian.
  Dear Huddle: I would like to nominate my 2 1/2-year-old daughter, Caitlin,
and wife, Sara, to the Huddle.  They were smart enough to go bumper bowling
while I watched the Lions vs. Washington. (Signed) Dean Bachelder.
  Always listen to your kids, Dean.
  ENOUGH MAIL! WHERE'S THE NFL POLL?
  Easy, Rocko.
 
TOP  THREE      BOTTOM THREE 
1. Dallas      28. Lions
2. Kansas City    29. Nebraska
3. Oakland     30. NY Jets
  Hey, Huddle. If Florida State loses to  Virginia, then beats Florida, and
Northwestern loses to Penn State, while Michigan beats Ohio State, couldn't
Michigan be No. 2 and play Nebraska for the national championship? 
  I think you'd better  check your Halloween candy.
  Do you want to be in the Huddle? Send your questions, comments, or reasons
for admission to the Huddle, c/o Detroit Free Press Sports, 321 W. Lafayette,
Detroit 48226,  or fax 1-313-222-5983.
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