I chose MSU because of its excellent education program (2nd in the nation; suck on that California elitism), its true "college" atmosphere, and its flute professor, who is a true artist and the teacher most compatible with my style. 
It was a wonderful time in my life, full of new friends, midnight study sessions, and of course, the marching band.When I was a sophomore I decided to audition for MSU's drumline. The Drumline at State is also world class, and I worried that I would be laughed out of the building. But I went, and I'm glad I did. Two years as a cymbal player flew by, and I can honestly say some of the best moments of my life occurred as a member of that group.
However, being a part of the group that roots for MSU football has its downside.
Our team is wildly unpredictable.
We can upset the top team in the nation and make them cry. We can have a 20 point lead going into the 4th quarter and lose. We can kill a school one week, then turn around and get our butts kicked in the next. It is truly a labor of love to root for this football team. Week after week, I watch friends update their facebooks to say "Go Green!!!" only to be replaced a few hours later with "I'd rather lose as a spartan than be anything else". And so it is on the weekend we play our biggest rival that I once again pull on my school spirit like a protective shield, and utter the following battle cries:Go State! Beat Michigan!
Ann Arbor is a whore.
We'll get 'em in basketball season.
