DETROIT -- The city awoke this morning to find the ground covered with snow, which, I guess, inspired these guys to don hula skirts. Their blending of luau/Sabotage/superfan motifs was daring.
Fans get "physcially inspected" on the way in to Ford Field. I just get wanded. That's a media perk.
It wouldn't be a Final Four without the troll wigs. These guys riled up the UNC student section pen around 6:30 p.m.
It also wouldn't be a Final Four without the Jesus Freaks. This guy wasn't getting much attention from the Michigan State crowd, which only believes in Destiny.
I ran head-on into a training session for the flag unveiling. I'm considering borrowing one of those shiny helmets for press row tonight; on Saturday, myself and Andy Staples were nearly squashed by a flying Idong Ibok.
The end of the road is almost here. I pulled this stack of press credentials out of my bag before leaving the hotel. As you can see, the Final Four pass comes complete with a DMV-quality photo. Not pretty, but it'll get me where I need to go this evening. Enjoy Michigan State-UNC, and thanks for reading for the past 30-or-so days. I'll be back later with a game story.