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Just under 200 hours to kickoff!!!
I can't beleive the board left you hanging without an I-O for over an hour.
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Crystal76
Muck Fichigan
This season is full of expectations. But, I find myself remembering back to other season. How much I love watching them play.
When I was around four or so I remember my dad sitting on the couch yelling and screaming at the TV. The color of the uniforms slid into my mind and made me get hyper. My childish voice would sound over his deep gravelly yelling as I added 'Go Buckeyes!' Most of my memories are of my father yelling and cheering as the Bucks weaved their magic not of players or coaches.
Then when I was 8 we just moved to Michigan because my dad got a better job. My worst nightmare. A Buckeye fan, in the state of Michigan having to listen to how great Michigan was. Even in the middle of unpacking we stop to watch them tOSU/Michigan game. Earle had just been fired, and both my dad and I were sad. We watched and waited, and in the end the Buckeyes were victorious. It was the sweetest, yet saddest Victory I can ever remember.
Then we moved to Indiana. So close to Notre Dame, and I found another team to despise almost as much as I did Michigan. Now, I am a senior in High school. My Buckeyes had beaten Notre Dame the year before, and this year would be no different. They Walked away with another Win, and I had bragging rites until I graduated.
Then in 96 on New Years Eve, I gave birth to my daughter. Jan 1st found me watching them play in the Rose Bowl. So, I am half out of it, and holding a newborn, yet I can not just NOT watch the game. I have grown up watching these guys play football. Now, I have my own daughter watching, (okay sleeping, but she was there) her very first tOSU with her mommy. The cycle has been repeated. As my father before me, now my daughter with me. So, that day I got my wish I have a healthy daughter, and icing on the cake, The Buckeyes win the Rose Bowl.
Fast forward to 2002. The whole season was a heart attack waiting to happen. Close calls, near loses. Yet, we end up in the National Championship. Now, I will be honest. I figured NOWAY can the Buckeyes actually beat a team like Miami. No way. Not gonna happen. I am just happy they are there. Then I watch as the team, I figured would lose, play the game with more heart, and more grit than I have seen from them in years. The effort, determination on their faces just made me red face shamed. My father told me 'Crystal They will win. Look at their faces. Victory is written all over them' Then, by the end of the game I crying, and hoarse from screaming at my TV. Like all the games this season they win but it is close. The will to win, makes this team one of the best.
All those years build up every year right about this time. I think back to all the games I watched, and what great players have played there before. George, Germane, Krenzel. In all the years, I find myself not wishing for the past teams, but hanging on to the future teams. Players like Smith, Ginn...Does it get any better than this? Of course it does, because once these players take their places in the halls of previous players, there is a 16 year old donning his uniform getting ready to play a high school football game and dreaming. Dreaming of wearing an Ohio State jersey, and one day that 16 year old will make his mark on the fans of Ohio State, just like our players now.
When I was around four or so I remember my dad sitting on the couch yelling and screaming at the TV. The color of the uniforms slid into my mind and made me get hyper. My childish voice would sound over his deep gravelly yelling as I added 'Go Buckeyes!' Most of my memories are of my father yelling and cheering as the Bucks weaved their magic not of players or coaches.
Then when I was 8 we just moved to Michigan because my dad got a better job. My worst nightmare. A Buckeye fan, in the state of Michigan having to listen to how great Michigan was. Even in the middle of unpacking we stop to watch them tOSU/Michigan game. Earle had just been fired, and both my dad and I were sad. We watched and waited, and in the end the Buckeyes were victorious. It was the sweetest, yet saddest Victory I can ever remember.
Then we moved to Indiana. So close to Notre Dame, and I found another team to despise almost as much as I did Michigan. Now, I am a senior in High school. My Buckeyes had beaten Notre Dame the year before, and this year would be no different. They Walked away with another Win, and I had bragging rites until I graduated.
Then in 96 on New Years Eve, I gave birth to my daughter. Jan 1st found me watching them play in the Rose Bowl. So, I am half out of it, and holding a newborn, yet I can not just NOT watch the game. I have grown up watching these guys play football. Now, I have my own daughter watching, (okay sleeping, but she was there) her very first tOSU with her mommy. The cycle has been repeated. As my father before me, now my daughter with me. So, that day I got my wish I have a healthy daughter, and icing on the cake, The Buckeyes win the Rose Bowl.
Fast forward to 2002. The whole season was a heart attack waiting to happen. Close calls, near loses. Yet, we end up in the National Championship. Now, I will be honest. I figured NOWAY can the Buckeyes actually beat a team like Miami. No way. Not gonna happen. I am just happy they are there. Then I watch as the team, I figured would lose, play the game with more heart, and more grit than I have seen from them in years. The effort, determination on their faces just made me red face shamed. My father told me 'Crystal They will win. Look at their faces. Victory is written all over them' Then, by the end of the game I crying, and hoarse from screaming at my TV. Like all the games this season they win but it is close. The will to win, makes this team one of the best.
All those years build up every year right about this time. I think back to all the games I watched, and what great players have played there before. George, Germane, Krenzel. In all the years, I find myself not wishing for the past teams, but hanging on to the future teams. Players like Smith, Ginn...Does it get any better than this? Of course it does, because once these players take their places in the halls of previous players, there is a 16 year old donning his uniform getting ready to play a high school football game and dreaming. Dreaming of wearing an Ohio State jersey, and one day that 16 year old will make his mark on the fans of Ohio State, just like our players now.
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scooter1369
HTTR Forever.
Is there an award for a special post in the first five posts by a new user?
I nominate our girl, Crystal76. You gave me chills, girl.
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ohiostate=life
Still Workin Hard...
Couple good stories to fuel the anticipation...
I'm driving up Rt. 11 and I see this G6 come up fast behind me. He swerves out next to me and slows down. Not thinking anything about it I thought he was just being an ass. I look over at him to receive the finger I was sure he had waiting for me for whatever reason. And it's a guy driving with his girlfriend in the passenger seat. He's leaning over holding his Ohio State hat out the window at me. This took place about 2 days after we got #1 in the polls and that's when it hit me...how hard the fever is spreading. I have block O's on my windows and he came flying up just to spread the love. Now I'm leaning out my window and we're both yelling "GO BUCKS"!!!! WWWWOOOOO. And I look at his girlfriend and she's just rolling her eyes at us like, "what a bunch of goofballs." But that's just it. The itch is here and the fever is far beyond my comprehension.
Story number two: I'm at my Alma mater's varsity game last night and I see one of the channel 33 guys walking around on the sideline wearing a M*ch*g*n hat. So of course I couldn't lose this opportunity. The next time he made a trip for the concession stand he walks right in front of my friends and I and I yell, "GO BUCKS!" The pussy didn't even turn around and just flips the bird at me over his shoulder. So without hesitation I respond, "Hey I understand, 4-1 is a tough pill to swallow!" A couple dozen people standing by the fence start laughing at him hysterically. So In a fit of embarrassment he comes walking over towards us. I get ready for a little spat. He looks at my friends and I standing there (some of whom are HUGE) puts his head down and walks right past without a word. We lost it and gave him an OH-IO on his way by.
Football season is almost here.
I'm driving up Rt. 11 and I see this G6 come up fast behind me. He swerves out next to me and slows down. Not thinking anything about it I thought he was just being an ass. I look over at him to receive the finger I was sure he had waiting for me for whatever reason. And it's a guy driving with his girlfriend in the passenger seat. He's leaning over holding his Ohio State hat out the window at me. This took place about 2 days after we got #1 in the polls and that's when it hit me...how hard the fever is spreading. I have block O's on my windows and he came flying up just to spread the love. Now I'm leaning out my window and we're both yelling "GO BUCKS"!!!! WWWWOOOOO. And I look at his girlfriend and she's just rolling her eyes at us like, "what a bunch of goofballs." But that's just it. The itch is here and the fever is far beyond my comprehension.
Story number two: I'm at my Alma mater's varsity game last night and I see one of the channel 33 guys walking around on the sideline wearing a M*ch*g*n hat. So of course I couldn't lose this opportunity. The next time he made a trip for the concession stand he walks right in front of my friends and I and I yell, "GO BUCKS!" The pussy didn't even turn around and just flips the bird at me over his shoulder. So without hesitation I respond, "Hey I understand, 4-1 is a tough pill to swallow!" A couple dozen people standing by the fence start laughing at him hysterically. So In a fit of embarrassment he comes walking over towards us. I get ready for a little spat. He looks at my friends and I standing there (some of whom are HUGE) puts his head down and walks right past without a word. We lost it and gave him an OH-IO on his way by.
Football season is almost here.
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buckeye247
# 33
Ohh how many times this has happened to me. I dont pick fights nor do i even try and start them but i have been known to finish them, I have been in a couple of those situations where its the reverse. Thank god its just football and after a couple of shoves or punches everyone stops. Its all in good fun.
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pianobuck46
pianobuck46
Let me second that, Scooter--that's one of the greatest posts I ever read.
The best part of that night for me was---"We've always had the best damn band in the land. Now we've got the best damn TEAM in the land!!"
Man, did JT ever deserve to say that!!
:gobucks3: :osu2: :gobucks4:
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