Here's To My Boys

Please, please, please Boys! Don't let me down! Once a Buckeye, always a buckeye! Screw LSU. Take 'em out! Your record is better, and they said you don't belong in this championship. Yes you do. Ohio State IS football. Prove it to 'em!

Mood Music

The Countdown Has Begun!

2 Days! In about 48 hours, my boys take on LSU in New Orleans for the National title! I am off work, the fridge is stocked with game-day foods, and I am ready to go. But I am pissed. It would seem that Ohio State has been labeled the Underdog for this game. I am so, so tired of it. I have heard that we don't belong in the championship again. Why? We have lost one season game in 2 years. And out of the past 32 games my boys have played, they lost 2, one of which was last year's title game. How could they not belong there? Because they aren't an SEC school? And from what I read, the boys are gearing up for the big game way differently than they did last year. It would seem that my boy JT gave the guys weeks off before the big one last year, and they didn't perform when the time came. Everything is different this time around, from their practice schedule to the opinion of them going into the game. But whomever is labeling the boys in scarlet and gray the "Underdog" needs to be careful. America loves an underdog, and underdogs have a way of coming back to bite you in the ass. So.... Please, boys, do not let me down again this year! Go Bucks!

See Ya January 7th, LSU!

Okay, it is now official and my boys will be playing LSU on January 7th. I cannot wait. For tomorrow's to do list, I have to remember to buy a stuffed tiger and rope for a noose. Time to get in the spirit of things. I really hope that they learned their lesson last year against Florida, and this will not result in a repeat of history. We need this. Game On!

The Title Shot

I realize i should have named this The Ohio State Chronicles, as that has been the subject of most of my blogging. But I cannot help it. This is my life okay? I'm a Buckeye. Football season has served as a healthy distraction to the crap storm that is my life at times. And my boys just made it to the Dance, so to speak!

Once Again......

My Buckeyes. Big Ten Champs again. Fourth straight victory in the saga that is Ohio State vs. Michigan.

But this year, I am sad. We were robbed of the championship when we lost last week, and it sucks. I still don't understand why we are being denied a chance at the title. Look at all of the other teams that have fallen. Why is LSU number one? Why is their one loss any less significant than ours? Because they are in the SEC? Who cares? That is just geography. But regardless, I am a Buckeye. And there are now 365 days until we will see you again, Michigan! As for the rest? Meet ya in Pasadena!

Not Cool....

University of Michigan "The Victors" Now for a cheer they are here, triumphant! Here they come with banners flying, In stalwart step they're nighing, With shouts of vict'ry crying, We hurrah, hurrah, we greet you now, Hail! Far we their praises sing For the glory and fame they've brought us Loud let the bells them ring For here they come with banners flying Far we their praises tell For the glory and fame they've brought us Loud let the bells them ring For here they come with banners flying Here they come, Hurrah! Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan The leaders and best! Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan, The champions of the West! We cheer them again We cheer and cheer again For Michigan, we cheer for Michigan We cheer with might and main We cheer, cheer, cheer With might and main we cheer! Hail! to the victors valiant Hail! to the conqu'ring heroes Hail! Hail! to Michigan, The champions of the West! Okay. If OSU loses on Saturday, I have to dress up as a Michigan fan and sing this song on video as a payoff to a bet I made. Do you know about this rivalry? That it has been around for a century? I am from OHIO. I am a BUCKEYE. Read these words. I cannot bring myself to sing these lyrics. I will cry and be disowned by my people!

Domestic Hell

Picture this...You have a very stressful career where very ill people rely on you. You have a child who you swear is a male version of Veruca Salt of "Willy Wonka" fame. You have a husband you have to keep motivated on a daily basis, and just about every responsibility in the home rests on your shoulders. Do you have the mental image? Good!

Now picture this...Keeping in mind the above-mentioned lifestyle, you find yourself home alone. The male Veruca is safely in the hands of a competent child care service. The man has been successfully motivated for the day and has left for the gym. The largest of the day's tasks have been completed and checked off of the to-do list. So here is my question: What would you do???

I have candles lit, and thus the house smells like a freaking apple orchard. Other than the hum of laundry equipment, the house is silent. I have just started reading a great novel which I would love to pick up right now. I need to blog. So where is the problem?

The problem is that house is so messy that a stranger could possibly mistake it for an abandoned crackhouse! There are dishes piled on the counter, and a dishwasher full of clean dishes that are begging to be put in their place. My kid's playroom resembles a city dump. I have been off since Monday morning, so why is it like this? Better yet, my husband's only responsibility in life is to PT twice a day, period. Why hasn't he done this? The first question, I can answer by explaining that laundry has consumed my days and nights for three days. Yes, there was that much of it! about 15 loads! Now I have about 24 hours before my work week starts again (less if you figure that I must sleep at some point) and I am going to have to scramble and slave if I want to have a reasonably habitable home by the weekend. You see, I have taken a much-needed and well-deserved DAY OFF this Saturday for the big game. I refuse to be thinking about dirty dishes or laundry while I watch said game, or my neurotic self will be thinking about those things instead of how badly OSU is beating Michigan.

All of this has caused the gears in my brain to rotate clockwise or counterclockwise. I don't know which, as one should never have to figure how the cogs in my brain operate! And part of me, albeit teensy-tiny, makes me believe that I can lick the role of Military Spouse quite well. The only responsibilty the Man fulfills is of the seasonal variety, for which I can pay a neighborhood kid twenty bucks to perform---lawnwork for the chick who is allergic to grass and trees and anything that is green. As it is right now, I thrive on the moments when the Man and Kid are out of the house and I don't have to vacuum circles around them. It is hard to get the dust and lint off of sofa cushions and fluff said cushions when there is a 180-pound man laying on them. It is very difficult to get laundry finished when said Man returns from the gym, leaving a small heap of sweaty gym clothes and a wet towel on the floor next to an empty hamper. ( If you are a Man or know a Man, I do not have to explain this---it is beyond the capabilities of a Man to actually aim for the hamper!)

I know that it is inevitible that I will revisit this post months from now, when Man is likely to be deployed. And I will weep because he is nowhere to be found. I will miss the heap of sweaty clothes on the floor by the hamper or the imprint of his rearend on the sofa where he always sits. I will lament over my ability to watch a chick flick without a pop-up reminder flashing on the screen for some random Man entertainment like wrestling or Jerry Springer.

But as for me, right now, I am in my own little domestic Hell. So while Man is gone and Kid is gone, I will blare my chick music (of which I am not permitted to listen while Man or Kid is present) and I will clean their home. Then this weekend I will watch as my football team beats Man's football team to a pulp in a home that smells of Pine Sol and carpet freshener!

Quit Yer Whinin'!

I am sick, sick, sick and tired, tired, tired, tired of the crap! BCS standings are to be released on Monday, and being that my Buckeyes have yet to fall, the consensus is that they will be ranked number one again this year. Numeral Uno. But what does everyone have to say about this? "They haven't played a real schedule yet!" or "They would never make it in the SEC."

Whatever! When Ohio State lost the Big Game at the end of the 2006 season, I cried a little. No, let me correct myself: I wept. They played like sheer crap, so the loss would have been easier to handle had they brought their A Game. They did not, and thus Florida deserved to win. I did not start spewing garbage about how the matchup was unfair or give excuses for why my boys lost.

Now, in the tumultuous world of college football, with all of the top teams toppling, I am hearing an overabundance of this garbage from others. "They were at their weakest point." Blah, blah, blah. Your team lost, People! Get over it. Ohio State has been the most consistent team out there so far this year. No they have not completed their Big 10 games. I guess that makes them inadequate. How dare them to not have control over the way the season schedule falls! They must be inferior because they have to wait for the conference games.

Just wait! The Big 10 games are coming up. My Buckeyes are primed and ready, pumped by a thus far undefeated season. Ready to go! Get over yourselves and your team's inadequacy. Stop the whining. This is football, for crying out loud. Let the chips fall, then we will talk.

O-H.......

I-O! Once again I am proud of my boys sporting the scarlet and gray! Just had to throw that in there.

So, as anyone knows, TRUE Buckeyes are about as Anti-Michigan as they come. So I have a bet running with a friend from Corpsman.com. If Michigan wins the game this year, I have agreed to purchase and wear a Michigan jersey, paint my face with the Big M, and sport a blue Afro while singing the Michigan fight song on You Tube. If Ohio State wins, he has to dress like an OSU cheerleader (including full make-up) and sing the "We Don't Give a Damn......" Song that we Buckeyes know and love so very much. He has to netcast his video.

I guess the moral of the story is to tune in on November 17.