The day has arrived and there is not an empty seat in the Big House. A blanket of frost is on the ground and snow is lightly falling as silver helmets glisten. Puffs of air vapor through players facemasks, as a cold chill is in the air. It's High Noon. And it's THE GAME! Nothing else matters for the next three hours. Time is at a stand still as the greatest rivalry in sports begins with a BOOM of a kickoff and bodies collide with a fierceness only reserved for THE GAME. And with the first hit on the kick return we hear Gus Johnson say, "OH MY....THE Ohio State Buckeyes came ready to play!"
The silver and gray defense takes the field but before they do they hear these words from their star DE, "Men, it's time to eat! This is for the brotherhood." And eat they do. From the first play to the last a fearless band of warriors battle, fight and clash with the enemy, The Team Up North. The goal: Steal the enemy's heart. Make them wish this game never happened. Remind them who is the crown jewel of the BIG TEN. Don't just win THE GAME but so dominate your opponent that the enemy cannot look anyone in the eye after the game is over. Rob them of their manhood. Crush their pride. It's total humiliation, ALL. OVER. AGAIN!
As the final tick of the clock arrives, finding the Buckeyes once again in a victory formation, everyone sees it once again. You know, that blank stare of the TTUN's head coach, his heart ripped from his chest and his mind wondering what went wrong, yet again? No answers. No hope. No longer any excuses. He, the players, coaches and entire fanbase finally admit with one voice, "THE Ohio State Buckeyes are the superior team."
And once again, the team in scarlet and gray gather together in the end zone, band and fan's assembled with them, and they proudly sing....
Oh come let's sing Ohio's praise
And songs to Alma Mater raise
While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
Summer's heat or winter's cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
Time and change will surely (truly) show
How firm thy friendship ... OHIO!
These jolly days of priceless worth
By far the gladdest days on earth
Soon will pass and we not know
How dearly we love Ohio
We should strive to keep thy name
Of fair repute and spotless fame
So in college halls well grow
And love thee better ... OHIO!
Though age may dim our mem'ry's store
We'll think of happy days of yore
True to friend and frank to foe
As sturdy sons of Ohio
If on seas of care we roll
Neath blackened sky or barren shoal
Thoughts of thee bid darkness go
Dear Alma Mater...OHIO!