Jim Tressel's Facebook Moment

For a guy that might claim that he doesn't even know what "a Facebook" is, Jim Tressel and about 200 fans shared a pretty special moment courtesy of the social network.

Organized as the Walk to UA for Tressel as a way of showing support in the wake of his stunning resignation, students and fans met at 6pm at a nearby park and walked a half mile to Tressel's home before serenading the coach with their blatant disregard for the well being of our neighbors to the north.

After which, the coach delivered a line for the ages:

"Don't forget: November 26th we're going to kick their ass!"

10 and a half years after telling his new friends that they could proud of his "young people in the classroom, in the community and most especially in 310 days in Ann Arbor, Michigan on the football field," Tressel was reminding us once more that it was and always will be about Michigan.

His constraint-breaking plays, willingness to go for the jugular and the singular focus he devoted to the Wolverines always brought out the best in Jim Tressel and his 9-1 mark in that series -- good enough for demigod status in the 614, regardless of recent events -- was a product of that.

For one night at least, brave souls willing to trek through Upper Arlington in 90° heat got one more glimpse of it.

Love it.

He said we didn't have to be brilliant

Further capturing the moment was what we believe to be the first cursing of any type on the record for Jim Tressel (the Sugar Bowl halftime speech, which featued some colorful language, was leaked¹).

It was as if he had decided that he was going to just go ahead and be a villain since the national press was accusing him of being one, anyway. But an "ass" here and there in place of an "and so forth" is as far as he's willing to go. And that's why we like him.

So yeah, thanks for the spontaneously awesome moment, internet (particularly to the event planners). But we have to ask, where were the 1200+ of you that said you'd attend but did not?

• ¹ In other news, it just dawned on me that I got to attend Jim Tressel's final game at Ohio State. And it was an 11 on a scale of 1 to bonkers.