If you're anything like me -- and chances are you are, because you're awesome -- you learned your love of sports and more specifically the Buckeyes from your father. From tossing the ball around in the backyard, to sharing the pain of late Novembers in the 90s, it's a bond forged by generations of Ohioans and Ohio State graduates. It's an important part of a shared identity and transcends the good and bad, both on the field, and in real life.
Thank you, fathers.
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Passion for OSU football is one thing I didn't get from my dad (but he's now picked it up from me).
Just about everything else in my life though, I owe to him. Cheers pop.
Let's just say that my dad was a piece of shit, to put it nicely. But, if it weren't for him being such a piece of shit, I wouldn't have decided to do everything the exact opposite way that he did and wouldn't be the father I am today. Thanks Dad.
-The Aristocrats!
Awesome; me too!
So f mine!
Thank God for my Father in Law!
"Don't put syrup on shit, and tell me it's pancakes"
No matter how sh*tty the tour is, it's always tough to leave.
I hope I didn't offend you by that. If I did, I humbly and sincerely apologize. I haven't talked to mine in over 8 years.
"Don't put syrup on shit, and tell me it's pancakes"
No matter how sh*tty the tour is, it's always tough to leave.
Nothing offends me Chief, you're good! TO make it worse, my dad is a Meatchicken AND Denver Broncos fan.
-The Aristocrats!
Very well said, Jason.
I was blessed and very fortunate by having a dad who was always there for me and the rest of my family. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here today (for numerous reasons). He's approaching 80 and still paces the living room when things aren't going right for the Buckeyes during a game. It's somewhat ironic that his real name is Woody. I love him so much.
My Great Grandfather was an alumnus, I used to watch the Bucks play in the 70's when I was a tater tot at my Grandfather's house (while my parents, both alumni, attended games), my Dad took me to my first game. Bonus: I'm an alumnus (have lived in Europe 11+ years) and my Dad and I just attended our first game together this past fall in over 20 years. I love you Dad!
Happy Father's Day to ALL the dad's out there, in Buckeye Nation and around the world.
"There's a fine line between stupid, and....clever. David St. Hubbins/Nigel Tufnel
This goes both ways. Its dads fault I'm a Bengals fan. I always blame him for that. Thank the Lord for the Buckeyes or all we would do is bitch about our sports teams.
My Dad passed away a long, long, time ago when I was 15 years old. One of my regrets is that I never sat down with him as a man, had a beer together and shoot the shit. Today I continued my long time tradition of visiting his grave, popping 2 beers (leaving one) and having a one-sided conversation with him. After 47 years I still miss him.
"It's just another case of there you are". ~ Doc (1918-2012)
You're a good man, but I can't stand it when people make me well up.
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"There's a fine line between stupid, and....clever. David St. Hubbins/Nigel Tufnel
I was born a Buckeye but I moved to Missouri when I was 5 so I never understood my dad's love for the Buckeyes. There are two things that I remember clearly, my father telling me after the 2002 championship game to be thankful that I got to watch it because greatness doesn't come about often. The other was him feverishly scratching Michigan off a list of top universities (I was applying to colleges at the time) and replacing them with THE Ohio State University.
My dad took me to my first tOSU game when I was 14. It was a great day, but sadly one of only a few. Dad was a provider, roof over our heads, food on the table and clothes on our back. But, like many fathers of his generation, that is how he saw his role, to bring home the bacon and let my mom fry it up. I tried deparately to get his attention and I used sports as a way to try and communicate with him. My mom remembers a time when I was reading out loud to him from the sports page. She said I looked over and saw that he was ignoring me and just stopped reading, folded up the paper and left the house. It was then she said "I knew you had given up on your dad" And I had. After Dad died in 2002, my step-mother told me that one night she woke up and he was crying. When she asked him why he said he knew he had failed his children by not being more involved in our lives. When my ex-husband and I decided to split, we worked out a custody arrangement that would give both of us plenty of time with our son. He has a great relationship with both of us because his Dad and I know that what children want most from the parents is their time.
I am a Buckeye fan for life because Dad decided on a beautiful Saturday in Oct. of 1968 that he would spend it with his oldest daughter. For that, I am grateful.
This is a tough one for me.
My pops passed on Monday. We just celebrated his life on Friday. Its all very fresh. So happy father's day dad, if you can hear me.
October 20th: National Kenneth Guiton Day
condolences to you and your family
Condolences, Jake.
Sorry to hear. My thoughts are with your family.
Fan of bacon since 1981
There is no doubt that he can hear you.
Our thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family, Jake.
Sorry to hear of your loss, Jake. Thoughts and prayers, brother.
He'll always hear you Jake. Keep your head up. It's not the same at all, but I'm glad you're part of my Buckeye Family.
You guys are all awesome. Everybody on this site. Thank you.
October 20th: National Kenneth Guiton Day
My dads around but it doesn't mean he's part of my life...I love him to death because that's me and who I am but thank God for my brother and step-father.
Happy Father's Day to all the fathers on 11W.
My favorite memories are making the two hour drive to Columbus on gameday with my father. HeineyGate used to have 6 cent pulled pork sandwiches long before there were pails of beer and jumbo-trons in the old Holiday Inn parking lot. My dad played snare drum in the marching band, and I remember seeing him march into the stadium and in Script Ohio during the alumni games in the 70's and 80's. I sat in C-deck with him in the pouring rain of the Iowa game when they came into Ohio Stadium ranked No. 1 in the country. We saw a Rose Bowl game together, and had great times in the stadium together. He passed away in 2001 at age 80.