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Sunday Morning Coffee: September 13, 1992
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Kirk Herbstriet, the starting Quarterback for The Ohio State University, was a little sore as he stepped into the McDonalds on North High Street – directly across the street from campus. He looked around momentarily before recognizing Steve Tovar, the Senior Linebacker who he shared co-captain duties with.
After every home game since they had been freshmen they would get together the Sunday morning after for some coffee and have post-game discussions. Kirk had waited his turn to start for the Buckeyes, sitting in previous years behind Greg Frey and Kent Graham, before now having his shot. And he was determined to make the best of it.
Kirk first went to the counter to order his cup of coffee, a large with cream and no sugar. He wasn’t hungry, figuring on getting something closer to noon. He looked back at Tovar, the massive bull that he was, had his face buried in an Egg McMuffin. The vision stirred a smile on his face as he approached the table. There were two other wrappers, completely empty, crunched into a wad on the tray. Steve, undoubtedly, was on his third sandwich.
“Hey Q-B!” Steve Tovar greeted his friend and co-captain.
Kirk sat before taking a slow sip of his steaming coffee. “We should’ve scored more yesterday.”
“Wasn’t me and my guys’ fault!” Steve offered before snapping another bite of his McMuffin. “We held ‘em. Frankly there, Q-B, defense won this one.”
Kirk laughed.
The afternoon before at Ohio Stadium the Buckeyes played for the first time in their history Bowling Green University from upstate Ohio. It would be the first time in 58 years that an Ohio School returned to the Ohio State schedule. The last time an in-state school beat the Buckeyes was Oberlin in 1921, 7-6. Bowling Green was aiming to be the second.
The game turned out to be unpredictably tougher than anyone had ever imagined. Some had even suggested that the Buckeyes were looking ahead when they journeyed east to play Syracuse in their high-tech Dome. Syracuse, not ranked, certainly mustered more of an image of a football school than Bowling Green did. Kirk knew differently. Bowling Green came to play. Nothing could be taken from them either. The Falcons played a tremendous game.
The Falcons would score first. Erik White hammered in from nine-yards out. The point after attempt failed. Bowling Green lead 6-0. The Buckeyes would bring in true freshmen Eddie George, giving Raymont Harris, a breather. The kid would plow in from the one to tie the score. The point after was good. The Buckeyes led at half 7-6.
“I must say the ‘D’ did step up.” Kirk responded to his friend.
“Step up!” Steve looked over at Kirk. “You ain’t eating anything?”
“Not hungry!” Kirk softly answered before sipping his coffee again.
“Quarterbacks!” Steve shook his head. “I don’t understand them at all!”
Kirk laughed. He enjoyed sitting with his friend on these Sunday morning get-togethers.
The Falcons played hard the day before. Kirk found himself relying on what he had just read in the Dispatch only moments before he left his dorm. He had 15 attempts, completing 7 of them for 57 yards, no TD’s. He wanted a re-do. He was certain he could do better. But then he immediately recalled Joey Galloway leaving the field, injured badly. The Dispatch was saying it was a season-ending knee injury. Galloway gone? It pained Kirk to realize this. Such a loss was devastating to the Buckeyes offense.
The Buckeyes would score again in the 3rd when Tim Williams nailed a 47-yard field goal. In the fourth Raymont Harris would end the scoring with a 7-yard sprint. The Falcons though just would not go away. They fought to the ending gun. But the ‘D’, in fact, did step up and held them to 6. The Buckeyes won 17-6.
“You know next week we are at Syracuse. The following week we go to Madison to play the Badgers. So our next opportunity for Sunday morning coffee is October 10th when Illinois visits us. Any predictions big guy?” Kirk smiled at his friend.
Steve crumbled the last wrapper of his latest McMuffin conquest and tossed it onto the tray before him. He reached for his coffee and took a generous gulp – its hotness meaningless to him. “I predict you will buy me a McMuffin in the next two minutes. You’ll be missing our get-togethers and your need to express that in the fancy way that Q-B’s do, flashy and all. So I accept. Yes you may buy me another McMuffin.”
Kirk laughed before patting his friend on the shoulder and standing up to head for the counter.
“Get some grape jelly too!” Steve yelled out to him.
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jcollingsworth via our good friends at Buckeye Battle Cry
Visit their fantastic blog and read the full article (and so much more) here
Kirk Herbstriet, the starting Quarterback for The Ohio State University, was a little sore as he stepped into the McDonalds on North High Street – directly across the street from campus. He looked around momentarily before recognizing Steve Tovar, the Senior Linebacker who he shared co-captain duties with.
After every home game since they had been freshmen they would get together the Sunday morning after for some coffee and have post-game discussions. Kirk had waited his turn to start for the Buckeyes, sitting in previous years behind Greg Frey and Kent Graham, before now having his shot. And he was determined to make the best of it.
Kirk first went to the counter to order his cup of coffee, a large with cream and no sugar. He wasn’t hungry, figuring on getting something closer to noon. He looked back at Tovar, the massive bull that he was, had his face buried in an Egg McMuffin. The vision stirred a smile on his face as he approached the table. There were two other wrappers, completely empty, crunched into a wad on the tray. Steve, undoubtedly, was on his third sandwich.
“Hey Q-B!” Steve Tovar greeted his friend and co-captain.
Kirk sat before taking a slow sip of his steaming coffee. “We should’ve scored more yesterday.”
“Wasn’t me and my guys’ fault!” Steve offered before snapping another bite of his McMuffin. “We held ‘em. Frankly there, Q-B, defense won this one.”
Kirk laughed.
The afternoon before at Ohio Stadium the Buckeyes played for the first time in their history Bowling Green University from upstate Ohio. It would be the first time in 58 years that an Ohio School returned to the Ohio State schedule. The last time an in-state school beat the Buckeyes was Oberlin in 1921, 7-6. Bowling Green was aiming to be the second.
The game turned out to be unpredictably tougher than anyone had ever imagined. Some had even suggested that the Buckeyes were looking ahead when they journeyed east to play Syracuse in their high-tech Dome. Syracuse, not ranked, certainly mustered more of an image of a football school than Bowling Green did. Kirk knew differently. Bowling Green came to play. Nothing could be taken from them either. The Falcons played a tremendous game.
The Falcons would score first. Erik White hammered in from nine-yards out. The point after attempt failed. Bowling Green lead 6-0. The Buckeyes would bring in true freshmen Eddie George, giving Raymont Harris, a breather. The kid would plow in from the one to tie the score. The point after was good. The Buckeyes led at half 7-6.
“I must say the ‘D’ did step up.” Kirk responded to his friend.
“Step up!” Steve looked over at Kirk. “You ain’t eating anything?”
“Not hungry!” Kirk softly answered before sipping his coffee again.
“Quarterbacks!” Steve shook his head. “I don’t understand them at all!”
Kirk laughed. He enjoyed sitting with his friend on these Sunday morning get-togethers.
The Falcons played hard the day before. Kirk found himself relying on what he had just read in the Dispatch only moments before he left his dorm. He had 15 attempts, completing 7 of them for 57 yards, no TD’s. He wanted a re-do. He was certain he could do better. But then he immediately recalled Joey Galloway leaving the field, injured badly. The Dispatch was saying it was a season-ending knee injury. Galloway gone? It pained Kirk to realize this. Such a loss was devastating to the Buckeyes offense.
The Buckeyes would score again in the 3rd when Tim Williams nailed a 47-yard field goal. In the fourth Raymont Harris would end the scoring with a 7-yard sprint. The Falcons though just would not go away. They fought to the ending gun. But the ‘D’, in fact, did step up and held them to 6. The Buckeyes won 17-6.
“You know next week we are at Syracuse. The following week we go to Madison to play the Badgers. So our next opportunity for Sunday morning coffee is October 10th when Illinois visits us. Any predictions big guy?” Kirk smiled at his friend.
Steve crumbled the last wrapper of his latest McMuffin conquest and tossed it onto the tray before him. He reached for his coffee and took a generous gulp – its hotness meaningless to him. “I predict you will buy me a McMuffin in the next two minutes. You’ll be missing our get-togethers and your need to express that in the fancy way that Q-B’s do, flashy and all. So I accept. Yes you may buy me another McMuffin.”
Kirk laughed before patting his friend on the shoulder and standing up to head for the counter.
“Get some grape jelly too!” Steve yelled out to him.
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