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My favorite memory is probably the 2003 Washington game. My father called me at my apartment in Columbus about 2 hours before the game started and says, "Do you want to go to the Buckeye game?" I say "Of course I do." He shows up at my apartment with two tickets and a giant smile on his face and hands me one. It's then I noticed how good our seats were. The night before he had won two tickets from his boss in a game of poker, they were five rows back from the forty-five yard line on the visitor's side. After floating from my apartment on 8th to the Shoe we took our seats for an incredibly entertaining game of football. We laughed, we cheered, and we heckled Reggie Williams mercilessly. After a resounding Buckeye victory we then headed back to my apartment to share some beers with my roommates. I'd been to bigger games before and since but the fact that I could share that surprise experience with my father, the man who got me into Buckeye football, was truly amazing (not to mention I'll probably never sit that close to the field again).
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