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I can’t believe that we are now only two days away from The Game. This game has meant so much to me over my life. I still have A LOT of hurt from growing up in the 90s, and still feel it in my heart. Even though we are winning now, I will never forget how I felt when I was younger. I will always hate Michigan, but my hate for Michigan is not just one that was passed on from my father, but one that I experienced on my own.
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In 1993, I was 11 years old…my dad was somehow able to land two tickets to The Game in Ann Arbor. I had never been able to go to The Game before. I was so excited. I remember we were undefeated that year. I also remember that Michigan wasn’t that good that year…and we were supposed to kick their asses. It was going to be a great day. From the moment the game started, until I got back to Dayton, Ohio, I felt a new pain that I had never felt before. I hated those fuckers. They beat the crap out of us…and it hurt like hell. I lived with that hurt for a long time.
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In 1995 we stayed and watched the game at home. We had just beat them the year before, and we were undefeated and playing as good as anybody in the country. We had beaten Notre Dame on our way to a perfect season. It was perfect…until a man named Tim Biakabutuka ruined my life. Fuck him. Fuck Michigan. Again…the hurt is back, stronger than ever.
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But in 1996 I know we have a better team. And we play Michigan at home. We tied them in ’92, and beat them in ’94. We can beat them at home. We win all our games again. We rip through our schedule. Scoring 70 points twice, tearing apart Penn State and Notre Dame…we are ready. This will be my first Michigan game in the ‘Shoe. And then as the fall comes around, I started to get sick…really sick. I’ll spare details but I needed to be hospitalized…I should have been in the hospital, but nothing was keeping me from this game. I wanted to see it. I wanted to erase the pain. I wanted to see history. I wanted to give their players and their band the finger as they came onto our field. I cannot recall ever feeling so sick in my life. But that first half I was in heaven. We were beating those fuckers. They couldn’t even score. Then I watched the game “slip” away in the second half…and it was the most disgusting, miserable, thing I had ever been a part of. I sat there…unable to move, half because of being sick, and half of because how sick the game I had just watched had made me. I was beyond tears. That was quite possibly the worst day of my life. I can’t even begin to describe how I felt, but it hurt, and it still hurts. I left that game screaming, “Why can’t we beat Michigan!”
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1998 was bitter sweet. I finally got to see the Buckeyes beat Michigan, and it was great. But we lost to MSU, and so it wasn’t for everything. It wasn’t our perfect season that had slipped away. It was great. I was so happy. But it wasn’t enough.
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2002. I’ve never been so nervous before a game in my life. I’d been here before, many times. I’d seen the story. And this year…we weren’t kicking teams butts like we had been in the 90s. We were barely winning, and now we had to go and play Michigan. But we had a new coach…and I was crazy enough to believe he could win…heck he did it last year. I was shaking for the whole week before this game. No sleep, barely eating. Not getting ANY work done at school. The day of the game…I just stared into space. I kept replaying old games in my head…I remember 1996, and how much it hurt, how horrible it was. We got to our seats…the same seats that we’d sat in 8 years ago. My dad on the left, me on the right, as always. Déjà vu. This was for 1996. This was for the pain I went through that year, and years to come. This was our time. That was the most amazing game of my life. The whole game was loud, and exciting. I waved my hand through the air practically feeling the energy that was flowing in The ‘Shoe. And as Will Allen caught Navarre’s pass…my dad and I uncontrollably started jumping and hugging and going absolutely ape shit. Tears were streaming down my face. We had beat those mother fuckers. We had beat them we EVERYTHING was on the line. Fuck you 1993. Fuck you 1995. FUCK YOU 1996. I had 2002. This was one of the most amazing feelings in the world. My dad and I saw the whole stadium charge the field. We looked at each other (My dad being almost 60)…and said, “LET’S GO!” I still have the piece of turf in my room. Whenever I look at it I get caught staring at it for minutes on end, thinking of that day. The day my world as a Buckeye fan became complete. The day that I got my revenge for all the fucking shit Michigan had put me through growing up.
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I want to go to this game Saturday. I want to fucking kick the shit out of those fuckers. I don’t want them to even think they have a chance from kickoff until the end of 60 minutes. I want all those weasels, students, players, fans, EVERYONE to know that Ohio State owns them…and that we have the best coach, the best team, the best band, the best fans, the best school in all America. I want to leave the game…and see a little kid with his dad, crying his fucking eyes out, saying, “Why can’t we beat Ohio State!” That kid deserves it. Their kids deserve to grow up feeling like I felt. I want this win as much as I wanted any win against Michigan. I want that whole state to know that we are the best team in the Big 10…and that they are going to have to keep looking up to us for a LONG, LONG TIME. They will never feel the pain I felt in the 90s…but I want to make it as close as possible. I hate them. I hate them all. I hope this is the most miserable game that those weasels have ever been a part of.
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In Tressel I Trust.
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Shows how much film Mr. Hart has been studying...
the coverage map shows that every state except for CA, WA, OR, and AZ get The Game on ABC... those same states get The Game on ESPN... except for Nevada... NV gets Sat morning Kids programming on ABC and Va-VT on ESPN... the ENTIRE COUNTRY gets The Game on one channel or another except for Nevada which doesn't get The Game on ANY channel... this is a PRIME example of the inherant flaws in Disney's approach to College Football coverage...LV, are you sure? There was another thread which was saying THE GAME was not gameplan, but then it was revealed that it is. If it's not, man, that sucks. :(
the coverage map shows that every state except for CA, WA, OR, and AZ get The Game on ABC... those same states get The Game on ESPN... except for Nevada... NV gets Sat morning Kids programming on ABC and Va-VT on ESPN... the ENTIRE COUNTRY gets The Game on one channel or another except for Nevada which doesn't get The Game on ANY channel... this is a PRIME example of the inherant flaws in Disney's approach to College Football coverage...
as for Gameplan, i cannot be absolutely certain, but as of today, on my digital Guide, all SPPV channels show 'Off Air' on Sat morning...
this is utter and complete HORSESHIT... i have lived here for SIX years, and The Game has been aired each and every year... evidently, this year is different...