If you’ve seen a college football game in Columbus, you’ve seen this before — but perhaps not from this angle. The Ohio State University Marching Band takes the field the same way — call Ramp Entrance — for each home game. The percussion section always goes first, to a silent count; when the drummers start… Read More building.
By this time Tuesday, I’ll be stretched out in a tent on Kelleys Island. We will have had dinner cooked over a campfire. We will have had a few bottles of beer. We will have played a cutthroat game of Trivial Pursuit. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll have enjoyed a sunset like this one. If… Read More out.
Camp starts in one week. I think I’m ready.
Sixty-six days. That is all.
So I promised a while back that I wasn’t going to write about the Indians until they reached .500 for the season. I can see by now that my pledge would mean not writing about them at all this summer, and I couldn’t really get away with that. Could I? Should I? A brutal combination… Read More not what i expected.
Going to high school in the early to mid-1980s meant absorbing every possible cultural reference from Fast Times at Ridgemont High. Going to high school at that time in Central Ohio meant it was a little tough to pull off the Jeff Spicoli character, at least with any authenticity. As you might imagine, there wasn’t… Read More dude.
Uncle Crappy 