It's 51 hours before the 112th rendition of The Game, and lizard person Jim Harbaugh does little more than bemuse me.
Michigan fans revel in the fact he's weird, intense, and morbid. Here on Earth we call that "creepy."
To be clear, I'm not talking "lotion on the skin" creepy. Harbaugh is a virtuoso of benign creepiness. As an Ohio State fan, #content producer, and human with interest in alien anthropology: I can't get enough of it.
Some people will tell you they "hate" Harbaugh.