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I wouldn’t be so freaked out by making sure everything’s in good shape for Groundhog Weekend if we were holding the event on an autumn Saturday morning outside Ohio Stadium.

ready. go.

Sorry. Getting caught up with work, dealing with hangovers, taking care of business, just being lazy. Cooking. Eating. Rocking. Rolling. Zigging. Zagging. Sleeping. Waking. Baking. And now I’m back. While Uncle Crappy was away: * Winter ended. That’s been part of my alarming lack of focus since I last posted. No more college football, and… Read More ready. go.

not enough touchdowns, jesus.

Sorry, Irish. You’re not quite ready to play with the big boys yet, at least not at the Horseshoe West. The best part? Watching Mr. Four Super Bowl Rings get outcoached by little old Jimmy Tressel. And — let’s start hearing some talk about Troy Smith and the Heisman Trophy in 2006.