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I cant wait to wake up next sat at 10, and watch gameday then watch the 12 o'clock games just waiting for the Buckeyes to come on. The anticipation is the best part.
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BuckNutJoeHall
Listening to Eddie Money
too many days, a crapload of hours and an assload of minutes and seconds lol
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FKAGobucks877
The Most Power-Drunk
It's less than a week now. I find myself quietly withdrawing from pretty much all other aspects of life, as my thoughts turn, unbidden, to the wonderful speculation of the season to come. This is the week! The reward for making it through this week - indeed, this year, is finally (nearly) here...
My Buckeye regalia is awaiting me. My gameday uniform hangs, front and center, in my closet. Each morning it begs me to pay it more notice...all it desires is to get some playing time, as it has been since last season since it has been called upon to serve. But alas, there are still five days, a seeming eternity, until it can be worn as it has been worn so many days, in so many seasons, for so long as to be an eternity...
The hat sits upon the shelf, where it has endured an entire off-season's threat of the washing machine. Nay, say I, that hat cannot be washed. It is luck, and it is part of my uniform, and each stain and tear represent an entire campaign; history which cannot be re-lived, battles fought and won, seasons successful...and bittersweet. The queen of the house understands enough to know that she does not understand at all, yet it is enough that the hat has successfully carried its scars, and has done so well enough to have earned the honor of another campaign.
Five days...it is an eternity, but an eternity that too soon will be past, and once again the excitement I feel now - the excitement that I am so sure cannot be equaled - will not only be equaled, but surpassed...the drums are already audible in my head, and in less than five days, those drums will be met by the screaming cheers of over 100,000 welcoming voices....and those voices themselves but a drop in the bucket compared to the city of Columbus ushering in a new season of success from our OHIO STATE BUCKEYES. I feel a song coming on, and I leave you with the words:
I want to go back to Ohio State
To old Columbus town
To tour the state, to hear the band
By far the finest in the land.
I want to go back to Ohio State
To old Columbus town
I want to go back...
I gotta go back...
To O-HI-O
Ohio, Ohio.
The hills send back the cry "O-H"
We're here to do or die "I-O"
Ohio, Ohio
We'll win the game or know the reason why...
And when we win the game
We'll buy a keg of booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooze
And we'll drink to old Ohio till we wobble in our shoes
Ohio, Ohio...
We'll win the game or know the reason why
My Buckeye regalia is awaiting me. My gameday uniform hangs, front and center, in my closet. Each morning it begs me to pay it more notice...all it desires is to get some playing time, as it has been since last season since it has been called upon to serve. But alas, there are still five days, a seeming eternity, until it can be worn as it has been worn so many days, in so many seasons, for so long as to be an eternity...
The hat sits upon the shelf, where it has endured an entire off-season's threat of the washing machine. Nay, say I, that hat cannot be washed. It is luck, and it is part of my uniform, and each stain and tear represent an entire campaign; history which cannot be re-lived, battles fought and won, seasons successful...and bittersweet. The queen of the house understands enough to know that she does not understand at all, yet it is enough that the hat has successfully carried its scars, and has done so well enough to have earned the honor of another campaign.
Five days...it is an eternity, but an eternity that too soon will be past, and once again the excitement I feel now - the excitement that I am so sure cannot be equaled - will not only be equaled, but surpassed...the drums are already audible in my head, and in less than five days, those drums will be met by the screaming cheers of over 100,000 welcoming voices....and those voices themselves but a drop in the bucket compared to the city of Columbus ushering in a new season of success from our OHIO STATE BUCKEYES. I feel a song coming on, and I leave you with the words:
I want to go back to Ohio State
To old Columbus town
To tour the state, to hear the band
By far the finest in the land.
I want to go back to Ohio State
To old Columbus town
I want to go back...
I gotta go back...
To O-HI-O
Ohio, Ohio.
The hills send back the cry "O-H"
We're here to do or die "I-O"
Ohio, Ohio
We'll win the game or know the reason why...
And when we win the game
We'll buy a keg of booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooze
And we'll drink to old Ohio till we wobble in our shoes
Ohio, Ohio...
We'll win the game or know the reason why
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osufootball727
All-American
118 hours and 56 minutes to kickoff folks....
And by the way...that is a quality post FKA
And by the way...that is a quality post FKA
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Crystal76
Muck Fichigan
Excellent post FKA.
I went to the mall yesterday, they had a Buckeye cap, I had to buy it. It has Woody printed in raised red letters, With Ohio State printed above his name. Anyways, I had to wear it out of the store, and a guy wearing a ND cap saw it.
He said, Why are you wearing THAT hat around HERE? With a slight sneer. (I live in ND country.)
I looked at him and smiled while I replied with. 'Because, only the BEST goes on my head.'
I can NOT wait till Saturday.
I went to the mall yesterday, they had a Buckeye cap, I had to buy it. It has Woody printed in raised red letters, With Ohio State printed above his name. Anyways, I had to wear it out of the store, and a guy wearing a ND cap saw it.
He said, Why are you wearing THAT hat around HERE? With a slight sneer. (I live in ND country.)
I looked at him and smiled while I replied with. 'Because, only the BEST goes on my head.'
I can NOT wait till Saturday.
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Way to go Chrystal
Thats the best! I can't wait either but I guess we just belong to the club.
Thats the best! I can't wait either but I guess we just belong to the club.
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Days
what is really scary is that I am hoping that the BCvsCent Mi game thurs and some games fri. can take the edge off of my excitement, and greatly afraid that they won't. Only watching the Bucks does that:(
what is really scary is that I am hoping that the BCvsCent Mi game thurs and some games fri. can take the edge off of my excitement, and greatly afraid that they won't. Only watching the Bucks does that:(
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haha
You twitch haha . that game did nothing for me. but hey2 and a wake up
I watched some of the Green Bay game, I thought hey it's football. But, sadly they lost, and I am left with the twitches waiting for the Bucks to play.
You twitch haha . that game did nothing for me. but hey2 and a wake up
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BuckNutJoeHall
Listening to Eddie Money
3 days away. I can't wait to wake up about 7 or 8. Sleep still in my eyes. Haphazardly slide on the Troy Smith jersey and almost feel the power put some kind of energy into me.
Drive to Columbus watching the rolling fields pass on I-70. Only a 45 minute drive, but it's almost like I can anticipate the smell of hot dogs,brats and burgers on the grill. By far the best smell on Earth. Finding a parking spot and heading to my buddy's tailgate area by Bill Davis.
Eyes still half open at about 8 or 9, first beer in hand as soon as possible. Chatting up Buckeye football with nearly every passerby, every one of them a family member I haven't seen in ages. This is one of the greatest things I love about Buck fans. We may not know each other, but for one great day every week, we congregate, and we all immediately remember the "good ole days". We act like we've known each other for years, as we all pontificate and prognosticate what the year will hold, as well as scream out a chorus of "O-H"s and "I-O"s and "f*ck michigans!".
Being thoroughly lit, I will stumble to the stadium, stagger all the way to the top of 39b to find my seat. When the ramp entrance begins I will feel the electricity resonante throughout the stadium. The energy,excitement and anticipation of another seaosn of Buckeye football is almost palpable. I'll watch the NIU fans marvel in amazement of being in the greatest stadium in college football and watch them nearly cower and the magnificence that is the Buckeye Nation.
Oh sure I'll watch Troy run and throw, watch Teddy and Tony and Tony burn, hack, slash their ways into the endzone. We'll see Marcus dragging Garret Wolfe down time and again behind the line of scrimmage. I will see a combination of Rose/Gholston/Wilson/Richardson devour all american tackle Doug Free on their way to eat Horvath and/or Nicholson.
But that's a partial reason for going. I could see that on television. The reason to see a game live is to experience what the Buckeye Experience is really all about. The food, the smells, the feel of a HOPEFULLY beautiful saturday afternoon, and the comraderie between total strangers is the Buckeye experience.
So I leave with two things....
It is 8:43 Am and Michigan still sucks...and of course
-Joe
Drive to Columbus watching the rolling fields pass on I-70. Only a 45 minute drive, but it's almost like I can anticipate the smell of hot dogs,brats and burgers on the grill. By far the best smell on Earth. Finding a parking spot and heading to my buddy's tailgate area by Bill Davis.
Eyes still half open at about 8 or 9, first beer in hand as soon as possible. Chatting up Buckeye football with nearly every passerby, every one of them a family member I haven't seen in ages. This is one of the greatest things I love about Buck fans. We may not know each other, but for one great day every week, we congregate, and we all immediately remember the "good ole days". We act like we've known each other for years, as we all pontificate and prognosticate what the year will hold, as well as scream out a chorus of "O-H"s and "I-O"s and "f*ck michigans!".
Being thoroughly lit, I will stumble to the stadium, stagger all the way to the top of 39b to find my seat. When the ramp entrance begins I will feel the electricity resonante throughout the stadium. The energy,excitement and anticipation of another seaosn of Buckeye football is almost palpable. I'll watch the NIU fans marvel in amazement of being in the greatest stadium in college football and watch them nearly cower and the magnificence that is the Buckeye Nation.
Oh sure I'll watch Troy run and throw, watch Teddy and Tony and Tony burn, hack, slash their ways into the endzone. We'll see Marcus dragging Garret Wolfe down time and again behind the line of scrimmage. I will see a combination of Rose/Gholston/Wilson/Richardson devour all american tackle Doug Free on their way to eat Horvath and/or Nicholson.
But that's a partial reason for going. I could see that on television. The reason to see a game live is to experience what the Buckeye Experience is really all about. The food, the smells, the feel of a HOPEFULLY beautiful saturday afternoon, and the comraderie between total strangers is the Buckeye experience.
So I leave with two things....
It is 8:43 Am and Michigan still sucks...and of course
-Joe
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