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My dad worked for the University as an electrician at that time.

My parents were in C deck on the 35 yard line. Jack Tatum destroyed the returner on the opening kickoff. He fumbled. Buckeyes recovered. My mother cheered, yelled "Yeah!" and dumped her thermos of spiked coffee on the guy behind her. He wasn't even pissed. That's the only detail of The Game that either parent has given me. Apparently they were well lubed.

After the game, the students tore down the goal post, carried it down High Street, planted it on the State House lawn, and demanded a speech from Woody.

He began his speech by saying, "In this type of game, the first thing you have to do is respect your opponent." He was met with boos. He stated it again, to more boos.

At that point Anne Hayes took control of the situation, and told to crowd to listen to her husband. The crowd murmured and muttered, but for the most part hushed up.

Woody repeated his opening statement about respect, and followed it up with saying, "And then you kick the hell out of them!"

The crowd cheered and triumphed and carried the goal post back up High Street to campus and planted it in the Student Union.

On Wednesday after the game, someone grabbed my father and told him to get some guys, and take the goal post down to the metal shop and have it melted down.

Dad had a brilliant idea. When they got to the metal shop, they had the guys cut three sections off.

So my dad and his best friend Dick Crowell showed up to Woody's door. It was open as always. They knocked. He said "come in, guys," and they explained the situation to him: they had a section each for themselves, and one for him if he would autograph them. He did them one better, and engraved the sections.

So my dad has one of only three sections of that goal post.

It has since been autographed by Jim Tressel (whose bicycle my mother stole in Berea when she thought she was stealing her brother's bike as a prank) and Urban Meyer.

Mom's younger brother graduated from Berea High School in the same class as Jim Tressel. When Tressel was autographing the goal post, my dad stated that his wife was also from Berea. Coach Tressel asked her maiden name. When my dad replied, Tressel immediately named her younger brother. "Jim Wing?" Yes, that's the one. Patty Wing is my mom. Berea, class of 1962. Pops is from Columbia Station.

Roots run DEEP. My grandmother's first cousin Don Black pitched the first ever no hitter at Cleveland Municipal Stadium. Go Tribe!

My pops took the goal post to a sports version of the antique roadshow. They refused to put a price on it, and for good reason. It's literally a priceless piece of Buckeye memorabilia.

Edit: I gave up way more information than I should have. Don't doxx me, assholes.

Edit2: my parents also had 50 yard line seats for the last Cleveland Browns championship when they destroyed the Baltimore Colts, led by Johnny Unitas, 27-0 on December 27, 1964.
Got an empty seat this Thanksgiving? Kick ass stories man!!
 
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No Ohio State football picture is more iconic than this one:

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The first Ohio State University football team in 1890

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First game

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On May 3, 1890, Ohio State students make the more than 20-mile journey from Columbus to Delaware to watch the very first football game in Ohio State history. The Buckeyes win 20-14 in a game that was more like rugby than the modern football we know today.
 
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