From “That State Up North” to The ‘Shoe: How the rivalry found me
Shoulder to shoulder, I was watching players sing “Carmen Ohio,” when someone yelled, “Fight!” The arm-to-arm lines broke, bodies shoved forward, and suddenly a herd of 200-pound, 6-foot-5 athletes surrounded me, surging toward the center of the field. In the scuffle, my eyes started burning with an overwhelming smell of pepper spray in the air. [.]. Continue reading From “That State Up North” to The ‘Shoe: How the rivalry found me
