Griz-cat game at our house
Next weekend is the ’Brawl of the Wild’, the 111th meeting of the UM Grizzlies and the MSU bobkitties. It is always a fun rivalry at our house because I am in a ‘mixed’ marriage. In Montana that means your spouse graduated from the state’s other educational institution. I graduated from the University of Montana and my husband, graduated (well…almost, but in case he ever reads this blog-I won’t go down that path) from MSU. Each year we make it interesting by making a friendly wager- the loser has to do some horrible domestic chore around the house, something we couldn’t even get our minions (aka children) to do. 
For many, many years…as long as I remember anyway, the GRIZ always WON! It was just a given fact that the GRIZ would stomp on the Cats, and my dear husband would always play along and accept defeat gracefully. The GRIZ have a much better stadium, and much better players, and the GRIZ fans….oh yeah- so much better!
Things were going smoothly until last year… the unthinkable happened- the GRIZ lost. WHAT!? Each year the smack talk starts in early November and by game time, everyone is really stirred up; even my nephews from Belgrade have gotten into the action with taunting calls and messages. This year I have let their psycho-babble get into my head and I am not so sure of a GRIZ victory. The GRIZ have barely squeaked out a victory in several games and the Cats are looking pretty strong. This is a big game and it will decide who gets the Big Sky Conference’s automatic bid to the FCS playoffs.
Who will win? One thing is for sure…I am going to be more careful about the friendly wager around our house!
