I'll be honest here - I am not at all surprised that Ohio State lost yesterday. They looked so disjointed and disinterested the past few weeks that if you didn't see yesterday coming, then I don't know what to say to you. But there is no call ever to confront someone in an irrational manner, especially the losing team itself, after your team wins a ball game. I want to share with you guys something that happened to me after an Ohio State loss.
I attended the 1996 Citrus Bowl in Orlando following the '95 season, the bowl in which our beloved Buckeyes played the Volunteers from Tennessee. Eddie had just won the Heisman, and the Buckeyes had an explosive offense that season, but they just couldn't get anything going that day (due in part, we all later found out, to the fact that Cheatin' Phil Fulmer and UT wore illegal cleats on a day where the rain was constant and steady). As a result, Ohio State lost, 20-14. Eddie rushed for "only" 99 yards in that game, and walking out of the stadium that day, dressed in all of my Ohio State gear, I heard from no shortage of people walking down the concourse that the Vols fans knew that "Peyton wouldn't let them down next year when he won the Heisman like Eddie did the Buckeyes this year." I heard this more than once, but I wouldn't take the bait. (Side note: from everything I can see, Peyton Manning is a great guy, but because of those loudmouthed braggarts, I hoped Peyton wouldn't win the Heisman, ever, which he didn't. It obviously hasn't affected his professional career, so Peyton ultimately wins, I won, and the UT fans didn't get to see him hoist the trophy. All good, lol.) But as we exited the stadium, I got separated from my party and ended up having to walk around the entire stadium just to find where we were parked. Let me remind you, it had rained all day, and I was dressed very obviously in Ohio State gear. It was taking me so long to find where we parked that the stadium lot was practically empty. As I was walking and trying to find where the car was, a big conversion van drove about two feet from me (I kid you not) and hit a puddle of water so hard that it drenched me. Let me remind you again, the parking lot was EMPTY. This van could've taken a wider berth around me or even dropped speed to avoid drenching me, but it hit the puddle full on, and I was SOAKED. It was a van full of UT fans, and that moment right there sealed the deal for me. (1) I wish nothing but a pox on UT and their school for the poor treatment sent my way that day, and I have enjoyed the struggles their football team has endured the past few years, although you will never catch me rubbing a Vols fan's face in it. (2) I would never, EVER, resort to douchebag status in the face of a losing team's fans, players, or supporters, because I remember quite vividly how I was treated after that game. Should the UT fans not have been excited that day? Of course not. They had just beaten the team that was a hiccup to scUM away from playing in the Rose Bowl and a potential national championship with the current Heisman trophy winner on it. Had the situation been reversed, I'd have been pumped, too. But there was ZERO excuse for what happened to me that day. By the same token, should the kid in the GIF not be excited because of what happened yesterday? Of course not. His school just knocked off the biggest school in the state with the biggest budget, the highest profile, and the widest reputation. I don't begrudge him excitement at all. But you will never be able to convince me that he was justified in dashing to the railing and screaming like a petulant child in the face of the losing team as they exited the floor. There is no excuse.