My dad and I bought some tickets and went up for the whole day. We had to stop on the way up to outfit me with some Ohio State gear. I know it's shocking but I owned nothing that enabled me to be a walking OSU billboard, thankfully we remedied that. From there we joined several of my dad's friends for pre-game festivities. Notice the new threads I'm sporting at the tailgate!From the homemade wine, brie and crackers, fantastical deserts to the amazing "hot dogs" they threw on the grill; it was a sweet spread. Their idea of some hot dogs was a fantastic roast that had been marinating all day. My mom got up early Saturday to make cookies for us to contribute to to the amazing smörgåsbord. After eating our fill and sharing in some Buckeye fellowship we headed off to the game.
We were parked in one of the westernmost lots and hiked over to some buses which shuttled us to the stadium. As novices to the stadium, we succeeded in walking around the entire stadium before finding the appropriate gate. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise as we were in position to watch the best damn band in the land enter the building. We quickly settled into our amazing seats. If you're curious what I'll look like in 30 years see the gentleman to my left. Not too shabby eh ladies!
The seats were incredible! We had seats 15 & 16 of Row 1 in 20A. That translates to sitting about 20 feet above the field, maybe 30 feet back and at the 45 yard line. INCREDIBLE! The weather was a cool 50 degrees, perfect football weather. Unfortunately for me I neglected to think perfect football weather might be a little chilly for a t-shirt and sweatshirt. However, the nice people at Bank of America were willing to trade me a long sleeved t-shirt for my SSN. I considered it a fair swap and look forward to feeding their credit card to my shredder. One thing you can't see from this picture is the metal benches we were sitting on. Remember how your mom told you to wear your hat outside because most of your heat escapes through your head... far be it from me to challenge mom's wisdom but I'll add a corollary, cold metal bleachers can sap heat pretty damn quick too! Bank of America came to our rescue again as they provided my father with a blanket in exchange for his SSN! How generous of them.Now as to why you should give me money to root for your most despised rival? Well let's what happened when I showed up to root for my Buckeyes. They completely failed to stop the spread option and were ran over all game. They threw 3 interceptions. And I got to see a #1 team lose their #1 ranking... You're probably asking how this justifies paying me. Thank you for asking. I'm offering my services as a cooler. This marks the third game in a row that my team has lost. Now truth be told I'm just frustrated that my teams keep losing when I'm in the crowd. However if the streak keeps up I just might let you make a donation.
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Jason - You're humor basically drips off this post. I loved it. Glad you had a good time with your dad at the game. The tailgating sounds wonderful. So that's how the "older" crowd does it, eh? No kegstands?
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