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This year's anniversary present to the parents was a set of tickets to Ohio State's first football game. My little sister then went all sneaky on me and bought the other three tickets for me, herself, and her boyfriend. It's a family day trip!
Getting up at six on a Saturday was not my favorite idea but with a two and half hour drive and the need to beat traffic, it was a necessity. I got to my parents about a quarter till seven as I had anticipated and Dad was already itching to get out the door. My sister lives just across the street so it was very short drive to our first stop :) Megan and Tommy came out her side door (front door?) as I went up the walk. We filled up the backseat and were off.
We stopped once at a Starbucks to use the restroom and get another dose of coffee for Megan.
We parked at a Goodwill place that my parents had found a year or two before on their trip to the opening OSU game. Only ten dollars to park, it was probably a mile and a half out from the stadium but it was a really easy walk with only one major street crossing.
I could hear music blasting from a pre-game party going on across the street from St. Johns Arena and as I caught a glimpse of the stadium, I felt my excitement surge. I can't remember how long ago I saw the Buckeyes live, and now I couldn't wait to see them take the field.
We passed a police officer there to help with traffic but he was a little disappointed with his role; he held a sign saying "I'd rather be in the shoe." I loved it! We had to wait just a moment at a light and then we swept along with the crowd towards a covered walkway next to St. Johns. Here another enthusiastic fan shouted "O-H" and we chimed in with "I-O!"
We got through security ok. Mom had to open all the pockets on her small purse, they didn't worry too much about the insides of my drawstring bag (had the ponchos), but Tommy had to open his shorts pockets. The guard wanted to know why he needed two cell phones but when he pointed at Megan, the guy just nodded in understanding.
Inside we went to the left and then up some ramps, then some stairs.
Pre-game activities stoked the crowd up: the team warming up, the appearance of TBDBTL and their awesome music and Script Ohio, the bright flashing new scoreboards.
We all cheered kick-off. Then the OSU fans had to watch a pretty horrible first quarter. Our offense was doing nothing. The defense couldn't stop little passes from Miami's quarterback (Miami of Ohio, just to be clear) and gave up two huge passes.
Second quarter things started looking up for hte Buckeyes with a few touchdowns. Dad pointed out that during the quarter break somebody lit a fire under them. We still went into half time too close to Miami in points.
Miami's band performed two numbers and then the amazingness that is the Ohio State Marching Band took to the field for a Beach Boys' themed halftime show. They created formations to match the music: a vehicle carrying a surfboard, palm trees on the beach with a sun above, a surfer out on the waves (and the waves moved!), two lovers walking towards each other and then holding hands.
Third quarter opened with a scoring drive for the Buckeyes and then very shortly an interception that they turned into seven more points. The second half continued pretty much in the same happy pattern of us playing well. It did rain a little, just enough to break out the ponchos and then have the precipitation stop. The band used the third quarter to roam the stadium; four sousaphones up in our section played "Hang On, Sloopy." Yay :)
Final score was something like 55-10, a great start to the Urban Meyer era in Ohio. We joined the crowd in singing the alma mater (thanks to the lyrics on the scoreboard) and then made our way down to the ground. The walk back to the car was easy although I was a little worried about rain (this would come on the drive home).
We stopped for dinner at a Cracker Barrel near Mansfield. Most of us had chicken, Megan had breakfast.
Dad did a great job driving us back home. I dozed some of the time, the long day and short night catching up to me.