Couldnt find it online, so I did it myself:
The long sweltering summer has put a bead of sweat now on my battered brow
Mars burns brightly in the southeastern sky yet I find myself wanting
I want 50 degrees, a wind chill and a crystal clear blue sky
i want a fall saturday in Ohio Stadium
I want to get up at 6 AM, beer in hand by 7, and up at the stadium tailgating with the other hardcores by 8.
I want a bratuwrst, I want coolers filled wtih ice cold beer, I want four tables packed with cheese, lunchmeat, veggies, pasta salad, chips, salsa mexican beandip and much much more
I basically want to fill up on beer.
I want to stand in line crosslegged for 30 minutes about to burst at a porto-john
And i want to see the staeam rise when i take a good pee
I want to piss behind a car door
I want swat teams of cops swarming around in shifts like the SS
I want to see Eric Schmidt and his four kegs of beer survive the weekend
And i want to see how he explains himself the day after
I want to be drunk off my ass with a F Michigan TShirt on
I want people to ask what the fuck is a hoosier
I want to yell ann arbor is a whore
I want to ackngolwedge a fellow buckeye who'll give be a hearty I-O in return for my O-H
I want the band to come to my tailgate playing the greatest fightsong in the world
I want to shotgun three beers on the walk to the stadium
I want to see Michelle cry at everything
I want to walk into Ohio Stadium, see the grass for the first time, feel like Rudy's dad and mumble to myself "This is the most beautiful sight these tired old eyes have ever seen."
I want to feel the chill that goes up my spine with the best damn band in the land strikes that first note
I want to yell when the druim major touches the plume on the back bend
I want to pump my fist to the fight song
I want to see Jennifer answer the question "how many quarters in a football game?"
I want to get ready to hang on sloopy
I want to stand on those cold south stands for 4 hours with a million ups and downs of joy and agony with every play
I want to make myself hoarse from yelling "O-H"
I want to yell at the referees
I want to do the ass-hole chant
Asssss-hoooole
I want to see Christie and her daughter storm the field.
I want to eat 4 dollar hotdogs and soft pretzels with cheese
I want to hear the Buckeye Battle Cry
I want to see the Bucks, I want to see the Bucks
I want to hear the band played "Brown Eyed Girl" when we get ahead by 4 touchdowns.
And I want to see cups of Coke complemented with Captain Morgan flying from all directions from the Student Section
I want to see the Script Ohio and watch the entire stadium celebrate
I want to win tickets from the Corner Office
I want to see the Neutron Man shake his groove thing
I want to high five all my friends and every other fan around me after the Buckeyes score
I want to score
I find myself wanting
I find myself wanting so much
F Michigan
And bring on the national champion Ohio State Buckeyes