It’s That Time of the Year Again

College football is upon us.  For me and my husband, this is always a time to relax in front of the couch and cheer on the OSU Buckeyes.  (Did anyone else see that AWESOME game against Miami??!)  We were both born, raised and corn-fed in Ohio. 

A happy day, long ago.

When my husband was in the Navy, on the magical days when his time in port, off-duty days, AND Buckeye football collided, we faithfully sat in front of our television set in Kingston, WA, and cheered on our team.  On the not-so-magical days when he was out to sea or had duty, I religiously recorded the games for him and watched them alone.

We skipped Thanksgiving one year to fly home early & watch the Buckeyes beat Michigan instead.  It was worth it.

When my husband got out of the Navy, we moved back to Columbus, OH, for almost 2 nostalgic years.  Just like old times…he attended OSU yet again, this time for his master’s degree.  (Not just like old times…I footed the bill.)  We lived close to campus and had season tickets to the Buckeye games.  Not to be outdone, his parents also bought season tickets.  Game days were great fun.  You just can’t beat an excellent beer, slow cooked brats, and cheering on the scarlet and gray.

Sadly, life progressed; we moved to Cranberry Township…a very nice town, north of Pittsburgh, PA.  As it turns out, most people here don’t extol the Buckeyes one bit.  As it also turns out, we don’t get the Big Ten Network on cable, which means that we will not be seeing a lot of the Buckeye games this year. 

It would really cost us in the long run to switch from cable to satellite.  So, my poor husband has purchased a low-cost radio package that lets him listen to the games live, online.  He can also listen to lots of Buckeye radio chatting, anytime.  So he sits in our study, guzzling OSU Buckeye audio feed like a camel at a drinking hole, in the desert we call Pittsburgh. 

I gently confronted him the other day.  “Honey, you need to know, we don’t live in Ohio anymore.  Sweetheart, you really need to come to grips with this.  You can’t just sit in this cave all day and pretend you are back in Columbus.”

It’s not getting any better. 

So, it’s that time of the year again.  College football and all that jazz.  I miss Ohio.  Go Bucks.


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4 Responses to It’s That Time of the Year Again

  1. Mary says:

    Ooo, like your new blog – I hope you enjoy your new writing endeavor! I just started one too, but it’s more about photos. I’m definitely not a writer.

    I completely understand your Ohio blues. When we lived in California, there was a bar (within walking distance of our apartment) where the local OSU alumni group gathered. It was a fun little group and really was like being back in Columbus. I miss the festive autumn football-season atmosphere too. Hope you’re able to make it back there to experience it in living color, at least you didn’t move too far. 🙂

    • pokedpotato says:

      Thanks so much Mary! I will have to check out your blog too. I love seeing photos, especially since I do not have that critical eye to take neat pictures. Yes, isn’t it funny how OSU alum congregate? That is great there was a bar in CA that made it seem like Columbus. I keep telling my husband that we need to find the same sort of thing here.

  2. Man Behind The Clouds says:

    i can live with Ohio State. one of my good friends is a huge OSU fan. anyways welcome to the wonderful world of blogging. make sure to check out and tell your friends about it as well!

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