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| The man with the plan was right |
There are a lot of games I could write about that I was at. 2002, 2004, 2006. For me, it all starts with a game in 2001 in A.A. and a promise that was given a few months before.
Let me give you a little back story. I grew up in Columbus in what many would call the dark ages. The Cooper year. Oh F*** it happened again. I miss Earl Bruce, Etc. I had perfectly good school years, elementary school even when you're not supposed to have a care in the world RUINED by the likes of Tim Biakabatittykaka and Anthony 8th year of eligibility Thomas. The first and only time I had to bite down on a bar of lava soap was after the 1995 game. It's not that I don't swear, it's that those were things that an 11 year old shouldn't say. Entire teams worth of NFL talent for not, wasted by the last game of the year. David Boston v Charles Woodson, Desmond the turd burglar, Lloyd Carr, before there were three L's in LLLoyd. This probably explains a lot of my general disposition, right?
I could even say that the 2000 game was the best because it got Coop fired, but I'd be lying and I think Coop gets enough of the blame even though a decade has passed and the ultimate cure, winning, has been given to we who have suffered long and hard. For me the 2001 game was the start of a new era, when sun light would break through the grey Ohio sky and start to make up for the awful 90's.
