Camp Randall was freaking unbelievable. One of my favorite Buckeye bloggers keeps talking about Ohio State's becoming more and more "Wisconsonian", and I think he's crazy. Going to Camp Randall and going to the Horseshoe are two totally different experiences, and I haven't even been to a Wisconsin game. The whole atmosphere felt probably more small town college football than anything. I don't mean that to be derogatory at all, I actually mean it as a purity that I would suspect my Buckeyes are moving further and further away from. Don't misunderstand - Wisconsin football is big time, big program, and big money football. But the setting of Camp Randall communicates a steadfast hold to the roots of football as religion. Maybe it's the steeple looking Field House in the end zone. Maybe it was just the awe of a real stadium after we had just left Northern Illinois. Regardless, Camp Randall rivals LaVell Edwards as a place that I most want to see on a Saturday in October.
First Game: v. Beloit, 1917
Surface: Field Turf
Google Map of Camp Randall Stadium