Ihave a friend who graduated from the University of Michigan , and for years — decades, actually — he never let me forget the alleged superiority of his alma mater.

Not just academically, but ethically, morally, institutionally. He carried Michigan’s banner like it was a coat of arms in some medieval crusade for integrity. Meanwhile, I — a graduate of the University of Florida during the renegade, rule-breaking 1980s — would constantly have to endure his smirk whenever another SEC cheating scandal broke.

Every time some Southern school got caught breaking the rules, he’d puff out his chest and say, “That’s the difference between us and you. Integrity still means something in Ann Arbor.”

Those words ring hollow today.

Because Michigan, that bastion of self-proclaimed purity, just g

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