The crowd was getting anxious. Thirst, fear, and panic was beginning to set in as Buckeye nation suddenly found themselves scrounging in the dirt for something to hold on to, something to justify what had become a thoroughly mediocre season. What will they find at the end of this dusty, disappointing trail? Failure? Roses? Assorted citrus? A bloomin' onion?
Or perhaps... victory. Dignity. Hope. On Saturday, with a team reeling from an incredibly stupid loss, the 2015 Ohio State Buckeye will have a chance to redeem themselves against the only opponent that's ever mattered. All they have to do is to pick themselves off the mat, dust off their pride and ego, and march into a literal pit to defeat a milk-obsessed weirdo and his cabal of traitors and demons.