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I get it… I firmly believe there’s nothing to be done to erase how I feel/felt about the last game in the OB.I still haven't gotten past 1988 or 2000. Never will
Yeah… I feel a way.
I get it… I firmly believe there’s nothing to be done to erase how I feel/felt about the last game in the OB.I still haven't gotten past 1988 or 2000. Never will
Problem is...there was no PI as the ref standing 3ft away signaled incomplete pass....so there's that....Can we stop reliving this nightmare? Our defense blew the game on 4th and 14 in OT! We allowed Krenzel to complete a 17-yard pass on 4th down with a national championship on the line, which is UNACCEPTABLE. Get the stop and the PI never happens
Wow. What an experience that was. Thanks for sharing. I know we all hurt for years but think about the players. Another level. That was literally our last semblance of relevance.One of the more surreal experiences of my life. My wife and I went to that game. He seats on the aisle of a main entrance. That play occurs, the whistle blows, fireworks go off from the top of the stadium, a group of Ohio State fans come walking past me shaking my hand saying, "Good win, Cane. You cant say we didn't give you a game."
About 30 seconds later the announcer says, "There is a penalty flag on the field." I jokingly told my wife they were flagging the Hurricanes for excessive celebration of a national title. The rest of the game you know about.
THEN...
The next day I had to go to a conference in Dallas, my wife went home to The Bay Area. I walked her to her gate then walked to mine. The entire airport was filled with Ohio State fans. Had to be 100,000 of them. I get on my flight, I'm the ONLY person wearing Miami Hurricanes gear. Everyone else is wearing buckeyes gear. Just before they close the doors a flight attendant approaches the guy sitting in the window seat next to me and asks if he wouldn't mind sitting in another seat due to a special circumstance. The guy agrees.
I stand up to let the guy out. He walks towards the back and another flight attendant escorts Jon Vilma to the seat next to me. We take off and Jon Vilma proceeds to sit with his headphones on & hoodie over his head just totally sobbing and crying uncontrollably for an entire two hour flight. He would periodically stop and catch his breath and his mind would wander, then he would break down again and again. As a father I fought back the urge to just give him a huge bear hug. I said nothing to him the entire flight. When the plane landed in Dallas he walked off. All of the Ohio State fans just gave him space.
Just a totally surreal experience.
No 2003 was...we came within one Win from playing for another NCWow. What an experience that was. Thanks for sharing. I know we all hurt for years but think about the players. Another level. That was literally our last semblance of relevance.
Ball was tipped at line by William Joseph (94). Dont know how i never saw that before. At the 2:06 mark.
And if the defense gets the stop on 4th and 14 the game is over and that set of downs doesn't happen. So there's that...Problem is...there was no PI as the ref standing 3ft away signaled incomplete pass....so there's that....
bad coachingBad call or not (and injuries aside), seemed like they wanted it more & outplayed us for a good portion of the game. Too talented to allow that to happen, even if it was a very underrated OSU squad.
I was sitting in the endzone where the trophy was being held, and man, that golf cart was already so far out on the field for the presentation, that it took forever to get back (and seemed even longer due to the situation)One of the more surreal experiences of my life. My wife and I went to that game. He seats on the aisle of a main entrance. That play occurs, the whistle blows, fireworks go off from the top of the stadium, a group of Ohio State fans come walking past me shaking my hand saying, "Good win, Cane. You cant say we didn't give you a game."
About 30 seconds later the announcer says, "There is a penalty flag on the field." I jokingly told my wife they were flagging the Hurricanes for excessive celebration of a national title. The rest of the game you know about.
THEN...
The next day I had to go to a conference in Dallas, my wife went home to The Bay Area. I walked her to her gate then walked to mine. The entire airport was filled with Ohio State fans. Had to be 100,000 of them. I get on my flight, I'm the ONLY person wearing Miami Hurricanes gear. Everyone else is wearing buckeyes gear. Just before they close the doors a flight attendant approaches the guy sitting in the window seat next to me and asks if he wouldn't mind sitting in another seat due to a special circumstance. The guy agrees.
I stand up to let the guy out. He walks towards the back and another flight attendant escorts Jon Vilma to the seat next to me. We take off and Jon Vilma proceeds to sit with his headphones on & hoodie over his head just totally sobbing and crying uncontrollably for an entire two hour flight. He would periodically stop and catch his breath and his mind would wander, then he would break down again and again. As a father I fought back the urge to just give him a huge bear hug. I said nothing to him the entire flight. When the plane landed in Dallas he walked off. All of the Ohio State fans just gave him space.
Just a totally surreal experience.
Thanks for sharing. That Jonathan Vilma tidbit is one of the reason we’ve had the last 2 decades we did (obviously aside from coaching, player development, etc). But we had guys that truly cared man. Vilma, Ed Reed, etc. Those guys would rather die on that field than lose as you can see from this story how that loss affected him. Now guys are complacent, too comfortable, okay with winning or losing (with the exception of a couple of players).One of the more surreal experiences of my life. My wife and I went to that game. He seats on the aisle of a main entrance. That play occurs, the whistle blows, fireworks go off from the top of the stadium, a group of Ohio State fans come walking past me shaking my hand saying, "Good win, Cane. You cant say we didn't give you a game."
About 30 seconds later the announcer says, "There is a penalty flag on the field." I jokingly told my wife they were flagging the Hurricanes for excessive celebration of a national title. The rest of the game you know about.
THEN...
The next day I had to go to a conference in Dallas, my wife went home to The Bay Area. I walked her to her gate then walked to mine. The entire airport was filled with Ohio State fans. Had to be 100,000 of them. I get on my flight, I'm the ONLY person wearing Miami Hurricanes gear. Everyone else is wearing buckeyes gear. Just before they close the doors a flight attendant approaches the guy sitting in the window seat next to me and asks if he wouldn't mind sitting in another seat due to a special circumstance. The guy agrees.
I stand up to let the guy out. He walks towards the back and another flight attendant escorts Jon Vilma to the seat next to me. We take off and Jon Vilma proceeds to sit with his headphones on & hoodie over his head just totally sobbing and crying uncontrollably for an entire two hour flight. He would periodically stop and catch his breath and his mind would wander, then he would break down again and again. As a father I fought back the urge to just give him a huge bear hug. I said nothing to him the entire flight. When the plane landed in Dallas he walked off. All of the Ohio State fans just gave him space.
Just a totally surreal experience.
Thanks for sharing. That Jonathan Vilma tidbit is one of the reason we’ve had the last 2 decades we did (obviously aside from coaching, player development, etc). But we had guys that truly cared man. Vilma, Ed Reed, etc. Those guys would rather die on that field than lose as you can see from this story how that loss affected him. Now guys are complacent, too comfortable, okay with winning or losing (with the exception of a couple of players).