Nov. 24, 2012 - My favorite TTUN moment came in 2012, a sometimes-forgotten year since the Buckeyes had a postseason ban. But it was memorable for me for more than just the football game.
As my screen name suggests, I did my undergrad at Cornell and my law degree at OSU (and became an absolute OSU nut in 2002, my first year, when Mr. Clarett, Coach Tressel, and Craigy Krenzel entered my world). Cornell was a pre-war football power house, but has not had a semblance of a football team since Ed Marinaro finished 2nd in the Heisman voting in 1972. In Ithaca, hockey gets top billing, with a historically prominent program that regularly is ranked in the top 15 in the country. Lynah Rink has been called the NCAA hockey equivalent of Cameron Indoor Stadium. It is tiny, deafeningly loud, and filled with students. Those students learn dozens of intricate, complicated cheers when indoctrinated as freshman. Much to the Lynah faithful's chagrin, those cheers were partially expropriated by the TTUN band and fans during the 1991 NCAA tournament, and are still used by TTUN hockey fans to this day. In other words, there is an element of hate for TTUN among Cornell hockey fans.
Since 2007, Cornell plays 1 game a year at Madison Square Garden, on the Saturday after Thanksgiving. As a NJ resident, I am always in attendance. When The Game was moved to that same day starting in 2010, that Saturday became the most important sports day of the year in my house.
Cornell plays historical rival Boston University in odd numbered years, but rotates the opponent in even numbered years. When they released the 2012 schedule, my heart skipped a beat: the MSG foe that year was none other than TTUN.
So on November 24, 2012, I got to watch Braxton Miller and Urban finish of a perfect first season with a win against TTUN; I boarded a NJ Transit train to MSG, and proceeded to watch Cornell build a 5-1 lead against TTUN hockey. And in the middle of the 3rd period, with the route firmly on, during a break in the action, I sat glowing in the warmth of (a handful of adult beverages and) a great day of sports at TTUN's expense, when my wife nudged me and said "hey, listen to the marching band!" I turned my ear to a very familiar tune I had heard countless times before, and then it finally struck me: the Cornell U. Marching Band was playing..."Buckeye Battle Cry," blaring it right at the Michigan seating section. The band from one of my alma maters was playing the other alma mater's fight song, purely to induce misery from TTUN supporters. It may have been the most blissful sports moment of my life, and one that will likely never be replicated. It was a Marcus Hall double bird moment for my soul on a day where I really didn't give a damn for the whole state of Michigan!!!!