thank you ohio state for proving my theory true. i watch all bowl games, and sorry ladies if you are not sports fans this blog is not for you.  ohio state goes 11-1 or 10-2 every year and makes it to a sweet bcs bowl game.  they are mediocre at best and for all fans who worship the horseshoe, griffin, hawk and the fact you beat michigan all i have to say is sorry, your team is a cock tease.  ohio state football is the anti fun. it is the girl that you take home and all of a sudden she finds morality.  they are always ranked in the top 10 and have studs that are nfl bound, but when it comes to crunch time they sit on their thumbs.  i hate them for ruining my bowl watching fun.  you know they are going to shit the bed and if i were a gambling man i would wager my house against the choke factory that is this team.  sure you won in 2003, on a bogus pass interference call and a handjob from the back judge, but this is what osu football is to me……

ohio state football is the ultimate tip tickler or commonly referred to as a blue-baller.  you show up to the bar smoking hot and ready for action. you wear your friday underpants, which is code for someone is going to take my pants off and see that i am a party girl and my holiest of holy is going to get some work.  i buy you drinks, we sweet talk and make out in the bar.  i live off campus and you dont so i am in like flynn.  we get naked and diddle around. me with the bean and you with the atari game stick. then, you go to the bathroom. in that bathroom you have a revelation.  the town bicycle no longer is up for riding and you are turning over a new leaf.  you become the anti christ.  you want to cuddle, remember that you have a boyfriend 400 miles away and forget the fact that if the police asked anyone on campus to sketch your poonany 50 people could describe it to the hair. there is no joy in mudville and i cant even pick up the bat anymore after all of the crying.  i am sober and pissed that the other sure thing is in the next room getting worked like a big mac in ethiopia by my roommate that cant even spell.  maybe a handjob you say, ohio state, demon of football.  watching you is like a handjob with a chick wearing sandpaper gloves. no thanks.  Now find your own way home.