Both conflicts were up for grabs at some point. And then a wild card intervened. Tom Williams called for a fake punt on fourth-and-22 that failed and gave Harvard great field position; Joe Comfort swooped into action to fight for truth, justice, and the Crimson way.

Ultimately, due to cosmic forces—Tom Williams’ bone-headedness and Joe Comfort’s heroism—each event reached its appropriate outcome. Harvard won, 14-10, on a 32-yard touchdown catch by Chris Lorditch, and the sneaky Eli forked over an Andrew Jackson.

Now I admit, I wasn’t there to see the Crimson’s comeback last year. In the middle of the fourth quarter, I walked the 5k back to Saybrook College to take a nap in my friend’s room. But that’s only because I already knew we’d win (and I like naps). I have supreme faith in these mystical forces of good that ensure that Harvard prospers and Yale suffers.

For that reason, I have no doubt the Crimson will win once again. I don’t even need to examine the rosters or break down the matchups. So what if Harvard is looking up at the Bulldogs in the Ivy League standings right now. Want to know what that reminds me of? 2007, when the Crimson ruined Yale’s perfect season and stole the league title with a 37-6 curb-stomping at the Yale Bowl.

Yes, I fully expect to win and to complete The Grand Slam: a 4-0 record in The Game as an undergrad. It’s so inevitable at this point that I can’t muster much vitriol for the Bulldogs. In fact, I feel sorry for them. Between the impending loss and Harvard’s draconian tailgate restrictions, Yalies are bound to have a lousy time this weekend. But, at least for a day, when they look across the stadium at the shining faces of the “10,000 Men [and Women] of Harvard,” they get a sense of what life would be like if they hadn’t gone to a safety school.

—Staff writer Timothy J. Walsh can be reached at twalsh@fas.harvard.edu.