THE OHIO STATE UNIVERSITY

My mom is a huge Ohio State fan now after her experience at Second City in Chicago. She flew out to the Midwest for a couple of nights of shopping / fine dining / exploring and decided to take in a show at the Chi’s most famous comedy club. Unfortunately a busload of tourists from Ohio were there, dressed head to toe in Buckeye garb, clearly disappointed because the performers didn't start every line with “You know you’re a redneck when…”

My stepfather, Peter, was particularly enamored with a lovely beast in an old-fashioned knit sweater, the kind cheerleaders might have worn in the fifties, with the shoulder pads, bright hues, and block-letters stitched across the chest. She might have looked quite fetching had not her ensemble, hairstyle, makeup, etc. expired well before flannel shirts and snap bracelets. Ever curious, Peter leaned over and asked my mother, “Why is that lady wearing a shirt that says OH 10?” This was the first, last, and only time, Peter will ever feel dumb in a room full of Ohio State fans.

I thought it was a funny story until I came across this picture from college football’s National Championship coverage. Behold Peter’s redemption…Ohio’s brightest spelling out the school name at halftime of the National Championship game. The lady in the Oh 10 sweater must be coaching them!