Showing posts with label Buckeyes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buckeyes. Show all posts

Monday, September 15, 2008

Oh, Come ON!

Really? 35-3?

No surprises. No originality. No using two quarterbacks or trick plays. No sticking with the Freshman when he clearly was doing better for whatever reason. No defense (where did they go?). No emotion. No win.

No Buckeyes.

What has happened? I love T, but he's not getting it done. He's old school, small school, Midwest. It works against Kent and Bowling Green, not against SEC, PAC-10, damn Florida schools or big-time West Coast we-hate-them-but-they-get-all-the-good-players-because-its-Cali-f'ing-fornia teams. He's had three tries. Three strikes. He's out.

And let me give a little shout out to the Terps, kicking Cal's butt, and the Redskins. At least I got to experience a little win time.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Christmas in January...and a lump of coal.

Parents and brother were in town for a little post-holiday Holiday (Festivus? Chriswanzukkah? Tsirismas!). I'll try and post a few pictures from opening presents and our walk around DC later today or this weekend.

And of course, a few words about...the game. All I can say is that the last few years it has been rough. Of course I bleed Scarlet and Gray forever...but it's tough. And Maryland isn't helping. At least they won their bowl last year (and we were there -- pictures in the archives from last year).

Ugh. Merry Tsirismas.

Oh come let's sing Ohio's praise
And songs to Alma Mater raise
While our hearts rebounding thrill
With joy which death alone can still
Summer's heat or winter's cold
The seasons pass the years will roll
Time and change will surely (truly) show
How firm thy friendship ... OHIO!
These jolly days of priceless worth
By far the gladdest days on earth
Soon will pass and we not know
How dearly we love Ohio
We should strive to keep thy name
Of fair repute and spotless fame
So in college halls well grow
And love thee better ... OHIO!
Though age may dim our mem'ry's store
We'll think of happy days of yore
True to friend and frank to foe
As sturdy sons of Ohio
If on seas of care we roll
Neath blackened sky or barren shoal
Thoughts of thee bid darkness go
Dear Alma Mater...O-HI-O!

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Wha' Happened, Indeed

I can now speak of it long enough to say this:

RIP Buckeyes '06. I still love ya and thanks for a great season (minus the bowl).
'07 is another year.