The first Ohio State/Michigan game that I ever attended will always hold a special place in my heart for a few reasons.
First, it was a do-or-die kind of contest at the end of a disappointing 2004 season that created a very particular atmosphere of panic and chaos unmatched in the several The Games I've attended since. Second, we kicked the absolute crap out of a Michigan team that was supposed to steamroll over a very young Ohio State squad led by a converted third string running back named Troy Smith. Third, I had a very entertaining interaction with possibly the drunkest person I've ever seen in my entire life.