After the TTUN game, we gave ourselves all a week to digest it. Then we had a meeting: players only, plus Coach Day. And just like everything else in our program, that meeting wouldn’t have made for a great movie. It wasn’t a bunch of egos flying around, or big speeches. It was more just like … some family conversations. Don’t get me wrong: Those were grown man family conversations. Guys were upset, frustrated, tempers flared, it got heated. Some difficult questions were asked, and no one shied away from any of them. Especially not Coach Day — and that’s such a credit to him, when you consider the circumstances. He’s got people all over town, the internet, radio, TV saying he’s this awful coach, or he should be fired. And it’s like he didn’t even care about any of that. All he cared about was our locker room, and our accountability, and our getting back on the same page. He was basically like, “We’re going to the Playoff. That’s happening.” And once we were going, we knew we had two options. Option A: We could stay down after taking that punch from TTUN, and already be defeated, and play the way most people expected us to play. Or option B: We could get back up. Be pissed off. Lock in. Go out there. And play OUR f***ing game.
We could quit, like we knew everyone wanted us to … or be the best team in the country, like we know we are.
We chose Option B.
Honestly, man … it’s crazy to think how time flies. 16, 17 years ago, I’m in the yard with my dad making plays like I’m Laurinaitis. Ten years ago, I’m in the family room going nuts and yelling at Zeke through the TV. Five years ago, I’m in Pickerington becoming Ryan Day’s first commit as a head coach. A year ago, I’m in Columbus telling Coach that we’re running it back — and deciding with my brothers that we’re doing it together, and pushing our chips in for one more season, and trying to hang a banner that’ll outlive us all.
And now we’re here. “One more season” is down to one more game. Whatever happens Monday night, please know: Coming back as a senior is a decision I’d make again in a heartbeat. It’s been a dream come true for me to play football at this school, and I mean that literally. I dreamed of playing here — and then it came true.
Anyway……. that’s it from me. Time to lock in.
Time to show them how we take a punch in Ohio.
Time to go out there and play OUR f***ing game.
Time to be Buckeyes.
One more, then forever.
—Jack
Just sayin': Really great article by Jack. Everyone should read it.