The time has come. Your annual opportunity to join me in clowning on my bold Ohio State football season takes that pan out about as well as New Coke.
This of course comes with a reminder that when I say "bold" I do in fact mean it which certainly puts pressure on my accuracy rate.
But hey, I'd rather try to hit on a couple longer shots than pretend vanilla prognostications that materialize are worth writing about. That's like celebrating Ohio's legalized sports gambling by betting nothing but 10-point teasers and -500 moneylines.
Anyway, enough with the veiled reasons why you shouldn't go too hard on me.