The Game

Yamosu's picture
November 23, 2012 at 11:43 pm

My father is the reason I went to Ohio State.  He graduated from Ohio State in 1969.  When I was 8, he started taking me to the local alumni club in Houston, TX to watch the games.  By the time I was 18, I was brainwashed. 
Like many father/sons, we didn't communicate well.  Really, the only thing we ever talked about was Ohio State.  My father was a blatant homer, and it annoyed the crap out of me when he would say things like Dustin Fox is a 1st round pick or that Ohio State's line would dominate Miami's in 02 even though they lead the NCAA in sacks allowed (turns out he was right on that one).  I remember in the Rose Bowl against Arizona State, he left the bar after Jake the Snake scored in the last two minutes.  Then he had to come back in because I refused to leave.  We celebrated together, fought over games, commiserated over every Cooper loss.  My final year in college, I took him up to Ann Arbor to watch The Game (2003-we lost so we never did that again).
I had to take my Dad to the ER two weeks ago, and before we leave, he is telling me which Ohio State shirt to grab him and to make sure he has his National Championship hat.  As things looked more and more serious, we were able to talk about things other than Ohio State, but I still remember the last thing I said to him was that I hope we kick the crap out of Wisconsin.  After that he slipped into a semi-coma and never regained consciousness. 
My father passed away today, one day before The Game.  I wish that he would have had the opportunity to see one more game.  He could talk about how Gardner hasn't played anyone, and I could bitch about Ohio State's offense inability to operate for quarters at a time.  We would enjoy the game, and regardless of the outcome, sing Carmen Ohio while holding hands with other Buckeye fans after the final whistle blows.  Tomorrow I'll be watching the game for the first time without my father.  I'll be cheering for them as hard as I ever have.  And I know that it’s exactly what he would want me to be doing.
Love you Dad.
Go Bucks, Beat Michigan

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