The Secret Club

So here's the thing: I, er, gave up blogging for the rest of this year, Twenty Ought Eight. Just couldn't pull it off. However, seeing as how you've found this and it's less than a week after I made said declaration, I'm fudging. Officially, the lie will not be revealed until January, but again, we're here, and it's September. And that sentence should not have been that long.

Point is, I won't stop blogging, I'll just...refine? Sure. Call this a dry run, a secret show, like when the Stones show up at a 300 capacity bar to test their arena tour and end up bringing in 12,000. Except if my, er, "readership" doesn't know about this, then I play to the bartender and whichever chicks show up to, uh, "get their drink on." Sorry about that.

So what exactly is the Jeff Blake Fan Club? Funny you should ask. Jeff Blake was, let's be honest, a rather forgettable quarterback for the Bengals in the mid 1990s.
Hailing from ECU, he helmed the Bengals to the heights of mediocrity, including an 8-8 campaign in...1997, if memory serves me correctly.

So why is he immortalized as such in this little site? Well, simple: he was my quarterback. When I was still a Bengals fan (yeah, I kinda gave up on a professional sports team at the precocious age of 11), he was the man. The Man. I bought the posters, wore the jersey, wrote the fan letters. Hell, to this day I drag my toes when I throw a football, because that's how Jeff did it. And more than most things in life that don't relate to Sigmund Freud, your sports memories as a kid shape your views today. Unless you give up one of your childhood teams before you hit puberty.

So I'm a man of two teams: Ohio State football (Dad's a grad, best friend's a junior, and, well, this IS Columbus. And the Cleveland Browns. I have a fickle relationship, much like an abusive boyfriend. We're like Cubs fans, except that it's not hip to be long-suffering Browns fan (given that I'm not long-suffering, I refrain from using we often).

Trials and tribulations are our forte here in Ohio - home of the Chokin' Brownies and the Ohio State Buckeyes - this decade's Buffalo Bills.

So check back, secret blogging friend. I promise, much lies ahead. Farewell and goodnight.