Soooooo now what?
At the end of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, nobody gets the grail. I mean, the French do, maybe, but you don't even see the thing and King Arthur and company get arrested for murdering a historian.
It's one of the greatest movie endings of all time because it's not really even an ending; the film literally runs out and you get zero closure, mocking the idea that you were ever invested in this incredibly silly enterprise in the first place.
Well. It's good to get invested in something sometimes. Ohio State might play Michigan next season, on and on until the eventual heat death of the universe (or until football is deemed an unacceptable bloodsport by society at large, whichever comes first), but dammit, it'll mean just as much in the 117th edition of The Game as it will in the 392nd.