Also titled: "Why OCBuckFan is fucking awesome"
On a whim, I asked OCBF to snag me 2 tickets through USC while he was calling for 2 of his own. I didn't expect him to get through, but to my surprise I got a PM letting me know I got hooked up. This was back when everybody thought we didn't suck, so I was excited.
Fast forward to this weekend and the excitement has dropped a bit from the Ohio game and Beanie being out. It's Saturday and I'm in my hotel room in Commerce, CA....about 20 min away from the Coliseum by taxi. We're watching Michigan's offense look like shit and enjoying it quite a bit.
OCBuckFan is tailgating with Mili and some USC fans, and apparently having a great time....but also wondering where the hell I am. He called on Friday, but I was on a tour of the WB movie studios and I wasn't sure when it would be over. (We were done probably 5 minutes after you called
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My dad and I left the hotel room a little before 3. We finally got out of the cab around 3:30 and I called OCBF. The reception was fine, we were about a block away from the stadium. OCBF hands the phone to an SC grad who can give me directions to where they are....and I can't understand a word. It's all choppy, and then the call drops. I try to call back, and it won't go through. I try several more times, and it won't even ring. Something's fucked with the reception. I'm getting 4 bars, but no service.
We think maybe it's because of all the people around using their phones, so we make our way back to where the cab dropped us off. No luck....it still won't go through. We find an OSU fan and ask to use his phone, which works fine...but there's no answer. OCBF is probably in a dead zone. I walk farther away and I can finally get service. It rings and rings, but there's no answer. I look at my phone's clock......it's 4:10. 50 minutes till kickoff.
I had a voice mail come through my phone from OCBF. At the time, I thought he was bitching me out for not being able to find him. (I found out later his was angry because he didn't want me to miss the game). It's now 4:45, I have no idea where he is, I think he's pissed off at me, and my dad is suggesting we go back to the hotel room so we don't miss the game. Defeated, I agree and we hail a cab.
We were 1 block from the hotel and I get a text from OCBF asking where we are. I'm assuming this was sent hours ago, so I give him the Cliff's Notes version of that story, and ask if there's any way he can leave the tickets at will call, and I can get him the money later. He calls right away and asks where I am.
I didn't want to tell him we were pretty much back at the hotel, so I said we were on our way. He begs me to tell the cabbie to turn around. I don't want him to miss any of the game because my phone sucks too much...but he was either too awesome or too drunk to take no for an answer. We tell the guy to take us back to the Coliseum.
The guy drops us off 3 block away and I decide to haul ass to where OCBF told me to meet him. I hear a roar from the crowd and I assume SC has already scored. It was 5:10 or so. I'm still running down the street.....it's farther away than I thought...when my phone rings. It's OCBF. As I start to answer, the military fly over was literally directly over my head. That was pretty damn cool. I tell OCBF I'm there and round the corner looking for somebody I've never met in a Troy Smith jersey. I see nothing but SC fans. I look across the street and see one guy wearing a scarlet #10. I lean across the road barricade and ask "Are you Chris?". He gives me this look like.....who the fuck are you? Then he sticks his hand out and says "Where the hell were you man?"
I give him another short version of the story and thank him a million times for doing this. I gave him the money and we parted ways.
OCBF....Thank you. A million times. You waited outside during the biggest game of the year for a guy you've never met.....when you could have just as easily sold those tickets for 6 times what you paid. And I wouldn't have blamed you one bit if you had. But you stayed outside the stadium until well after the supposed kickoff time. You are the man, and despite the ass kicking I ended up watching live, I appreciated every second of it. I hope your seats were good. Ours were excellent. We were right on the aisle so there was tons of leg room and room to just stand up and move around. There were only 3 assholes within ear shot.....the SC fan right behind us was very cool. I hope you had as much luck. You are an awesome Buckeye.
Thank you.
On a whim, I asked OCBF to snag me 2 tickets through USC while he was calling for 2 of his own. I didn't expect him to get through, but to my surprise I got a PM letting me know I got hooked up. This was back when everybody thought we didn't suck, so I was excited.
Fast forward to this weekend and the excitement has dropped a bit from the Ohio game and Beanie being out. It's Saturday and I'm in my hotel room in Commerce, CA....about 20 min away from the Coliseum by taxi. We're watching Michigan's offense look like shit and enjoying it quite a bit.
OCBuckFan is tailgating with Mili and some USC fans, and apparently having a great time....but also wondering where the hell I am. He called on Friday, but I was on a tour of the WB movie studios and I wasn't sure when it would be over. (We were done probably 5 minutes after you called
)My dad and I left the hotel room a little before 3. We finally got out of the cab around 3:30 and I called OCBF. The reception was fine, we were about a block away from the stadium. OCBF hands the phone to an SC grad who can give me directions to where they are....and I can't understand a word. It's all choppy, and then the call drops. I try to call back, and it won't go through. I try several more times, and it won't even ring. Something's fucked with the reception. I'm getting 4 bars, but no service.
We think maybe it's because of all the people around using their phones, so we make our way back to where the cab dropped us off. No luck....it still won't go through. We find an OSU fan and ask to use his phone, which works fine...but there's no answer. OCBF is probably in a dead zone. I walk farther away and I can finally get service. It rings and rings, but there's no answer. I look at my phone's clock......it's 4:10. 50 minutes till kickoff.
I had a voice mail come through my phone from OCBF. At the time, I thought he was bitching me out for not being able to find him. (I found out later his was angry because he didn't want me to miss the game). It's now 4:45, I have no idea where he is, I think he's pissed off at me, and my dad is suggesting we go back to the hotel room so we don't miss the game. Defeated, I agree and we hail a cab.
We were 1 block from the hotel and I get a text from OCBF asking where we are. I'm assuming this was sent hours ago, so I give him the Cliff's Notes version of that story, and ask if there's any way he can leave the tickets at will call, and I can get him the money later. He calls right away and asks where I am.
I didn't want to tell him we were pretty much back at the hotel, so I said we were on our way. He begs me to tell the cabbie to turn around. I don't want him to miss any of the game because my phone sucks too much...but he was either too awesome or too drunk to take no for an answer. We tell the guy to take us back to the Coliseum.
The guy drops us off 3 block away and I decide to haul ass to where OCBF told me to meet him. I hear a roar from the crowd and I assume SC has already scored. It was 5:10 or so. I'm still running down the street.....it's farther away than I thought...when my phone rings. It's OCBF. As I start to answer, the military fly over was literally directly over my head. That was pretty damn cool. I tell OCBF I'm there and round the corner looking for somebody I've never met in a Troy Smith jersey. I see nothing but SC fans. I look across the street and see one guy wearing a scarlet #10. I lean across the road barricade and ask "Are you Chris?". He gives me this look like.....who the fuck are you? Then he sticks his hand out and says "Where the hell were you man?"
I give him another short version of the story and thank him a million times for doing this. I gave him the money and we parted ways.
OCBF....Thank you. A million times. You waited outside during the biggest game of the year for a guy you've never met.....when you could have just as easily sold those tickets for 6 times what you paid. And I wouldn't have blamed you one bit if you had. But you stayed outside the stadium until well after the supposed kickoff time. You are the man, and despite the ass kicking I ended up watching live, I appreciated every second of it. I hope your seats were good. Ours were excellent. We were right on the aisle so there was tons of leg room and room to just stand up and move around. There were only 3 assholes within ear shot.....the SC fan right behind us was very cool. I hope you had as much luck. You are an awesome Buckeye.
Thank you.
