I’m Gonna Make Dave Portnoy My Bitch This Fall

I love these interactions with my boss on a casual summer Wednesday. To be honest without Dave being around all the time, I miss them. I live for the banter and the back and forth but the true reason I’m so fond of it is because it gets settled on the field and there’s a decisive winner and loser. 

November 25th can’t come soon enough. The day Ohio State will finally put the world back on it’s axis, beat Michigan and officially restore world order. I love how happy Dave is right now. I love how confident he is. Because when we beat their ass at the end of November it’s only gonna make the victory that much sweeter and it’s gonna make the shit talk just that much more fulfilling and rewarding. 

It’s been no secret Dave‘s fandom has been very fortunate. Boston pro sports have dominated the last 20ish years and what happens the second they begin to slip slightly? Of course Michigan rises up and beats Ohio State back to back years for the first time since 1996-1997 (I was born in 1994). Prior to that, I was the one guy at the company that had something on Dave. I was routinely kicking the living shit out of him every November. Ripping his limbs off and beating him to death with them. An absolute bloodbath of epic proportions year after year. However many points we wanted to score, we scored. 

THIS is the year, that I Evan McDowell (You know I’m not playin when I use my government name) and THE Ohio State University make Dave Portnoy my/our bitch again. Mark my words.