Congratulations. You did it!! You finally did it!! After 10 grueling years of merciless beat-downs and coming up short in the few close games (save one) you finally put together the winning recipe to beat the team that caused your players pants to be yellow. You rose up in talent and skill, in game planning and sheer determination, in coaching and spirit, and you "feasted" on a dominant OHIO STATE team, coming away with a 6 point victory at home, failing to cover the spread. We are back you say!! Right? Or..... are you really saying are we back??
Ohio State was 6-5 with a 3-4 record in the B10. We barely beat Indiana and Toledo (a team that beat you fairly recently).
Ohio State has been under an NCAA microscope all season.
Ohio State has faced extra suspensions and new allegations during the year.
Ohio State was using a first year / interim coach with no other head coaching experience. A true rookie.
Ohio State had a very young and injury riddled defense. Out were Williams, Sweat, and Bryant.
Ohio State was using a TRUE freshman QB. Not a red shirt who had been around the system for a year already.
Ohio State was dealing with all of the media hype and distraction surrounding the Urban Meyer hiring.
This was the team you beat. Congratulations on that hollow, tinny victory. You didn't take a monkey off your back, you simply plucked his last few fingers off that were still holding on after all of the above. Congratulations. Yet, even with all of that happening this year and leading up to the game you know deep deep deep down in the same place where you have shivered and groaned all these years that you were lucky to beat this beleaguered team. Lucky indeed to beat a 6-5/3-4 decimated Ohio State team AT HOME.
You know in your heart of hearts that Braxton Miller overthrew not one, not two, but three wide open WRs who had left your sorry secondary in the dust and would have scored certain TDs, but didn't. You know that just one of those passes being completed meant that you lose yet again. You feel that same sick, soaking, feeling of despair that you have felt for so very long. Too long. You know in your heart that this may very well be the last year you win for a very long time again. You are a shell of your former self. A has been. You know that you had a total of just two calls against you the entire game, that won't happen in Columbus next year.
When Meyer shuts down the one year run you had on the Ohio talent pipeline your program will shrivel up once more and return to its' dormant, near extinct state that it was just last year. When he opens new pipelines into Florida and the south and starts pulling in national talent it will only get worse. You will return to the same punching bag you were the past seven years. The same team that lost to Appalachian State, Toledo, and such.The same team that was our doormat year in and year out. We will own you once again. You don't feel we owned you? Please. Just look at your reaction to winning against the worse Ohio State team in decades. It was sad, pathetic, and revealing. Just go to MGoBlog. The gloat-fest is so sad as to be worthy of pity. You would think that UM just won the National Championship. You would think that a powerhouse team just came in and you whipped them good. But no, you beat a team that was 3-4 in the B10. Congratulations. Revel in the victory. Gloat. Climb to the top of the highest mountains and cry out "We are Victors!!" "We have returned!!"
It will make your precipitous fall from those falsely inflated heights that much more enjoyable to watch.
Sincerely, an Ohio State fan.