What he means is Old Testament, Mr. Mayor, real wrath of God type stuff.

And the Buckeyes did send down their wrath upon Happy Valley, and it was good.  As was discussed by those in attendance at Joel's apartment moments after kick-off, I now deliver to world wide web the following prayer for all righteous Buckeyes to recite as needed:

Our Father, who art in heaven,

"Woody" be thy Name.

Thy touchdowns come.

Our defence's will be done,

On earth as it is in the 'Shoe.

Give us this day at least 50 points.

And forgive us our turnovers,

As we punish those who trespass into our redzone.

And lead us not into the Outback Bowl,

But deliver us Roses.

For thine is the Scarlet,

and the Grey, and the golden pants,

for ever and ever.

Amen.

Props to Joel; that's the kind of prayer I can get behind.