Attorney-blogger-friend-member of the Academy (which Academy? I don't know.) Don Burton, an OSU graduate, has slapped me with his blog-gloves over the impending Fiesta Bowl matchup our respective law school alma maters. He's thrown down the gauntlet, and I'm doing whatever it is one is supposed to do with the discarded gauntlet to accept the challenge.
Don has graciously staked this lovely jogging Brutus Buckeye (though I'm trying to figure out why Brutus is wearing black leather gloves; did he rob A.J. Hawk's apartment right before posing for the statue or what?), which will, indeed, look great in my office after Notre Dame wins. In the unlikely event that Notre Dame has to forfeit the game, giving the victory to the Suckeyes, I will purchase for Don's office this breathtaking helmet figurine, so he finally has something to distract the attention from the fez and MST3K magnets that currently adorn his shelf and wall. And, just because it's funny as hell, I'll throw in this Lou Holtz doll (even though it's Holtz in his Arkansas days).
The fact is, I could stake pretty much anything, since this bet is such a sure thing. I mean, the only way Jesus lets his Mother's University lose its 11th straight bowl game is if he's still pissed off about The Shirt. He's got to be over that by now, doesn't He?