
12-30-2005, 01:28 PM
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Hear The Drummer Get Wicked
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A couple years ago my father had to have coronary bypass graft surgery. His LAD(which is referred to as the "widow maker") was completely blocked. After seeing the cardiac cath my father's cardiologist was amazed my Dad was alive. He was scheduled for surgery immediately. While sitting in the hospital lobby at Riverside while my Dad was in surgery my mind was racing. I thought of everything my Dad had meant to me over the years. I thought about how much we loved watching sports together, football in particular. It was the longest three hours of my life.
My favorite sports memory is being at the Horseshoe with my father for the Bowling Green game in 2003. Not exactly a marquee match up by any means but it was only a few months earlier that I was sitting in that hospital wondering if I would ever get to watch another football game with him. Watching him get emotional when the band marched down the ramp, getting to see a Buckeye victory and singing Carmen Ohio next to him following the game is something I'll never forget. I've seen better games but none will be as memorable.
Go Bucks!
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