* We always start as early as we can for the noon games. I call these the sprints.
* Week one is always breakfast. Mrs. Crappy and I came up with two breakfast casseroles, a basic strata with bacon — and extra bacon — and an eggless wonder with ham and cheese. The latter was made especially for Juan, who doesn’t do eggs, but I think it was my favorite of the two.
* We always forget something fairly significant the first week. This time, we forgot the damn vodka. No Bloody Marys until Fred and Ethel brought the backup. Painful.
* Pregame was pretty cool. Both teams came out in the band tunnel together, and the F-18 flyover was awesome.
* Navy played as advertised: goofy triple-option stuff that’s impossible to defend, and completely tenacious.
* Because of Navy’s unique offense, I’m not ready to draw conclusions about Ohio State’s defense. We’ll find out in a hurry this weekend.
* I wish our offense had been a little more consistent. The timing of Pryor’s passing is improved — he’s able to release while receivers are still in their patterns — but his accuracy isn’t what I’d like to see. The one interception was his fault — Sanzenbacher got his fingertips on the ball, but it was a mile over his head.
* The receivers we have? Holy crap. Cris Carter’s kid, Duron, caught everything. EVERYTHING. He’s going to make his daddy proud.
* The best catch of the day? Kurt Coleman’s interception, by a mile.
* Thank god for Brian Rolle.
* First game always means an appearance by the alumni band. And that always means this:
* Traffic after? Not bad at all.
* We already have some plans together for the SC tailgate. Ten hours, two meals and I don’t know how many gallons of beer. We’re professionals. Don’t try this at home.