I have met many wonderful Buckeyes through this project and enjoy keeping in touch with my storytellers all over the country. Saturday morning as we walked through the campus I called one of them, my friend Erwin. Erwin comes back to nearly every home game, all the way from Texas.

Unfortunately, Saturday as we talked, I found him the lone Buckeye attending a wedding somewhere in Minnesota, the bride and groom to be certainly oblivious to the sanctity of a Buckeye gameday. Erwin was obviously chagrined that he was there and I was at the game. I mean one can get married 365 days a year, but the Buckeyes only play 13 times a year....only 13 days...why it's life and death 13 times. We had a nice chat and I promised to fill Erwin in on the game. When I later did, he answered my email with the following reply:

"Great report. Wish I had been there. Followed the game on my iphone during the wedding. Almost jumped up out of my pew when we recovered the fumble and took it in for a touchdown."

Now there's a Buckeye for you!