 Today MSU plays ASU, ASU is coming to us, MSU is ranked 18th in the nation, ASU is unranked, we're going to clap your cheeks, I'm certain of it. It's a beautiful day for football, they say that in the stadium. There's the stadium, so I'm going to be in there in about two hours. You can already see a bunch of Spartan students heading to their tailgate or their party or whatever. Usually the students like me sit in the student section, which is awesome, but it's not fun to vlog because you're so far away and there's so many people that you can't even see what's going on in the game. Donovan is front row on the 50, which is pretty damn cool. My score prediction, we beat Western 51 to 17. I'm going to say one field goal, four touchdowns, 31 for MSU, 14 for ASU, 31-14. If I'm right, I'm going to go buy a lottery ticket. I'll see you guys at the game. This is my least favorite spot on campus. That's the library. Finals week, that place is packed like a football game, literally. Just got here as the ASU buses are arriving. That's the ASU players getting their equipment right now. Now we just find Donovan. We're good. Donovan, did you take a shit class? How was your shit? It was not a shit. It was a pee. It was a pee. Apparently. It pissed out of my ass. So at MSU, you shout go green and supposedly people shout go. What's good, boys? What's good? So up over there in all the neon, four times longer than mine. Let's make this seven to three before half. This is thing. Every game MSU does a fan kick from the 20th to 30th year goal and you win a car if you make it. Someone yell MMG. MMG, baby. Look at this outfit. I got the hair going and everything. This guy knows. This guy knows how to party for sparring. Go green, man. That's super badass ginger I just showed you with the mustache. He's in my fraternity. He's a manager on the team. We have this game in the bag. Seven to three. One rush three. It's just stupid. We have 50 seconds and no timeouts to get in field goal range and take this game into OT, hopefully. I need a miracle. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Over to the 24. We spiked it. There's 11 seconds left. Our kicker already missed the 31. This is a 41 yard field goal right here. We can tie it up. Take this into OT. Good to refer to 46 yards to the world now. Come on, big guy. Look, I'm not going to say that I would have made those kick, but I am going to say I would have made those kicks. That's it, boys. I'm sorry we couldn't win this one. It's still a super fun game. I miss you just doing one. As long as we beat Michigan, I don't really care. I'll see you boys in the next one. Peace out.