It’s fine to hope, because hope is a good thing, Red, maybe the best of things.
But there’s nothing wrong with preparation, son.
I’ve worked out hard this week and am steeling myself for the Buckeyes. I’ve dealt with disappointment before and come Saturday, I will pop out pregame/halftime/recap articles over the course of the brunch hours, watch football, hang with the good people of Tiger Tom’s and - thanks to my liver still being deemed fully healthy due to reasons science cannot explain - wash it all down with a slight excess of Sailor Jerry and a heavy thumb on my Uber app.