God Forgive Me, I'm Wading Back Into the Ohio State Football Industrial-Complex
I'm probably the only communist you know that's a two-time small business operator.
Writing about state and local politics is a niche market. At the end of the day, we have the wildly corrupt systems we do because probably 90% of Americans do not know the names of their state representatives or city council members, or what they’re doing with the great gifts of power which they’ve been granted.
Which is why I appreciate every subscriber from President Xi’s Patriots Caucus to you freeloaders huffing the fumes of my mental illness out in the parking lot.
However, the time has come for me to once again profiteer on people who enjoy my cavalier banter but could live without the weird sidebars of communist utopias and rants against some slimy State Senator who lives in the sewers of Miamisburg.
Don’t worry—The Rooster is going nowhere. It simply will no longer publish anything about the Buckeyes. And given the ban on the Browns, don’t expect any sports content going forward… not that there was much to begin with.
I plan to fill that content void at The Rooster with some exposés of some Short North scumbags in a similar vein as I did the mystical tyrant behind Jeni’s Ice Creams.
My energy on the local team, however, will move to a new venture that my friends and I are launching next week:
Meet at Midfield features names like:
The Generals of the Flipping the Field Air Force, Ryan Donnelly and Patrick Mayhorn.
And a couple other characters to be named at a later date.
At the very least, there will be different than any other Ohio State website, and not just because it’s the first to include Wolverine content from Wolverine fans.
Longtime readers will remember the Skull Session that I wrote at Eleven Warriors. Think about my new Ohio State article like that, only more diabolical and less constrained by the guardrails of decorum on the credentialed sites and the chaste tastes of corporate advertisers.
The yet-to-be-named daily article will run Monday through Saturday. I also have a partner-in-crime that will soon be named, so it’s just not me shouting at you six days a week. I think long-time readers of the Skull Session will be pleased with the acquisition.
There will also be a Buckeye podcast with Donnelly, me, and a mystery host. (Big Nut? Casey Anthony? Tate Martell? That’s the thing about the Buckeye Cinematic Universe—the possibilities are endless, and unlike Marvel we don’t have any CGI costs.
Basically, I feel that college football is at its most fun when you are talking shit, riding on your enemies, and bringing glory to your decaying, backwater state that you normally feel zero pride about. That’s the energy that I am going to bring to this new endeavor, unless we lose to Michigan again, in which case you can find my next writings on the wall of a cave deep in Hocking Hills.
And I think this site will be more fun than most of the college football media landscape. There are certain protocols and lines that must not be crossed when you are a credentialed media outlet. We are not going to have that problem.
It should be fun as long as Ohio State goes undefeated by an average victory margin of 40 points and demolishes Alabama or Georgia in the title game. If not we might be charged in a January 6th-style insurrection at the Woody Hayes Athletic Center where we just wanted to talk to Ryan Day.
Please check us out when we launch August 1st. It will be worth it.
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