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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.
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.
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.
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.
Via our friend Kristi, an excellent sign. Anyone want to argue about who God will be cheering for in the Fiesta Bowl?
OK, I’m not setting aside the skiing obsession — in fact, it looks like The Wife and I will be able to head to New York to kick off the season either Thursday or Friday — but I can’t let this go without comment: Ohio State and Notre Dame in the Fiesta Bowl Jan. 2.… Read More huge.
Some of you may remember Kristi, who apparently found Uncle Crappy in my midst of my run-up to the Michigan game. She being of a like mind, we sent some UM jokes and comments back and forth, celebrated the conclusion of the Greatest Football Game Ever, and since then I’ve been occasionally checking on her… Read More merry christmas!