It starts at birth. Being born in Ohio and your father being a huge Buckeye fan. Ohio State becomes a part of life. Going to every game that your family can get tickets to. Going to three bowl games as your family vacation before you even choose your college. Always dreamed of being a Buckeye from day 1. When you start being good enough in High School that you start getting letters and meeting coaches you realize you may be good enough to play at a Division 1 Level. You start the recruiting process and you tons of MAC level interest and many of the smaller Big Ten schools. Going on trips for all these schools and enjoying your time, but in the back of your mind you can't fathom playing anywhere else if you get the opportunity. It's the fear of missing out on your dream. The what ifs. The fear of looking back at your life and always wondering what could have been. Friends, coaches, and even some family members telling you that you'll never make it. You will never see the field. Not proving everyone wrong necessarily, but proving yourself right. Making life long friends. Just making the team is an accomplishment. Playing on the field even better. The look on your father's face when he hears your name on the loudspeaker for the first time. Priceless...
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Comment 26 Feb 2015
They are two really good guys as well.
Comment 24 Feb 2015
Make fun of Michigan fans as much as possible since I'm 20 minutes from Ann Arbor.... During the rest of my day I am a Loan Officer doing residential homes.
Comment 30 Sep 2014
Ross, you are the man as always!