damn Ramzy, spot on.
I was right there with you in Tempe...about 3-4 rows behind the band staring right down that fateful endzone line. whole thing happened in slow motion - dorsey's count, cie grant getting shot out of a cannon, dorsey ragdolling in the air, the ball floating in mid-air for what seemed to be forever...
i saw the ball disappear into a crowd of green and white shirts...and then...nothing. full sensory explosion to the point where sight and sound and smell were just obliterated. it took what seemed like minutes to regain my place in the world. i remember my little sister hugging me and picking me off the ground, i remember seeing a brass musical instrument falling back from the atmosphere to which it was cast in triumph, and i remember looking straight up into the air and screaming as loud as i could - and having that scream matched by some equally crazed lunatic hanging over the balcony above.
this year feels different though. 2002 was really a surprise for everyone, and it felt that way all over tempe and phoenix that week. we were happy to be there, and we hoped our boys would show well knowing in the bottom of our hearts that Miami hadn't ever seen a D like ours. when we won, it was a relief of pressure. a wave of joy felt for the first time by a whole generation of buckeyes whose only experience of a national championship was in black and white stories told by our parents.
i think what makes 2014 different, though, is the leadup to the triumph. i felt before the Wisconsin game the same feelings i felt before that Miami game, in part due to wondering what we were going to do with an unproven qb. but ever since the end of the first quarter against Wisconsin, it all felt different.
it felt destined, maybe? it felt the way i felt just before i saw that yellow flag fly into the air to disrupt the fireworks in tempe.
"it just just can't end like that. that's not how this is supposed to go."
in 2002 i felt joy. in 2014, i feel contentment. i feel vindication. i feel peace. i feel awe at having the privilege of watching this team grow up and develop and ensure unending hardship right before my eyes.
does this year feel better than 2002? no, it doesn't. but it does feel different in a very good and satisfying way. and given the circumstances of this season compared to 2002, i think i can say that it feels like it's supposed to feel.
we won the whole damn thing.