Frozen, tired and full of excitement.

It’s Monday Jan. 12, 2015, and it is the very first National Championship game of the playoff era.

The weather outside is almost freezing, but when you are outside for a couple hours your body starts to numb and you can’t feel much of anything.

The game hasn’t started yet and I am with my dad waiting for the AT&T Stadium doors to open. As I stand there in the cold wind I am surrounded by the ugly green and yellow shirts of Oregon Duck fans.

Weird looks are coming my way because I am rooting for the opposing team, The Ohio State Buckeyes. I am wearing my OSU windbreaker, Sugar Bowl Semifinals cap, Ohio State scarf and Ohio State gloves alongside my lucky Buckeye necklace.

After waiting an hour the doors finally open and the rush starts. Everyone is pushing from every direction trying to cram through the small doors leading into the giant spaceship-like stadium.

This is not my first visit to AT&T Stadium, otherwise known as the home of the Dallas Cowboys. I know my way around the stadium pretty well, so I knew where I was going when I entered, but the clueless, out-of-town people around me didn’t.

Sparkly lights shined when I walked through the doors, with a giant electronic sign with the words National Championship, Ohio State Buckeyes and Oregon Ducks. At this moment cell phones, mainly iPhones, filled the stadium. Almost everyone had their cell phone out taking picture of everything, the field, the signs, the merchandise and the crowd.

Everywhere I looked there was either scarlet and grey or green and bright yellow. Ohio State chants and Oregon chants were being yelled out the whole night in an ongoing war to prove who was the loudest.

At kickoff, every seat was filled, the stadium packed with roughly 85,000 people.

There were far more Ohio State fans than Oregon fans. Both sides were alive with excitement and passion, but I know the Ohio State side had more energy and love for their team.

I remember just standing and watching all the Buckeye fans around me. Smiles were on everyone’s faces, O-H-I-O chants were going throughout the whole game and the cheering was non-stop even when we made a turnover.

This game was intense. There were times where I couldn’t even breathe because of how hyped up I was for us to win.

I wanted us to get this victory so bad because we deserved it. Everyone doubted Ohio State and look how far they came. I never lost hope in my team.

Ohio State took the lead midway through the first quarter and never lost it.

The energy peaked every time Ezekiel Elliot, #15, hit the end zone. Every Buckeye jumped about 5 feet in the air and screamed the words “Zeke” and “Go Bucks” at the top of their lungs.

I’m pretty sure people in surrounding houses could hear us, because it was so loud in there. You couldn’t hear anything, not even the referees when they made a call.

During some parts of the game I almost gave myself a heart attack because either my heart would be pounding really fast or it would barely be beating. When you get so much into a game, it is a matter of life or death, literally.

With three minutes left in the game, my dad left me to go to the pro-shop to purchase the National Championship shirt that will have my team’s name on it.

The team I have been supporting since I was a baby.

The team I watch every Saturday during college football season.

And the team I believed would win.

With 28 seconds left, I start to grin and my heart starts beating very fast again. I couldn’t believe that I was living a dream. It didn’t feel like reality at all. I had waited so long to see Ohio State play at a National Championship game live, and it was finally happening, and we were the winners.

I look up at the score board and the clock read 0:00. Game over. Ohio State made history.

Yellow, white and black (the colors of the playoffs) confetti fluttered down from the ceiling. The crowd was roaring so loud. I thought it was loud at the Allstate Sugar Bowl that I attended earlier this month (Ohio State vs. Alabama), but this was 10 times louder.

My dad met up with me and we were the first ones to have the championship shirts and we matched all the football players because they had put their shirts on for the trophy presentation ceremony.

I couldn’t even take pictures on my phone.

Me, the one everyone knows to always be on my phone.

Me the “twitter queen.”

I was so into the moment that the last thing I was thinking about was being on my phone.

I just remember the team all huddled up on the black podium located on the center of the football field, and staring up at the ceiling, just looking at all the confetti in the air. It almost looked like tiny pieces of gold floating around everywhere.

I couldn’t have imagined this moment any better than it really was.

Seeing OSU head coach Urban Meyer receive that long, polished gold playoffs trophy tied the night up for me, because it meant that it was finally over.

The wait to see if we would go to the playoffs was over.

The wait to see if we would win the championship was over.

The season was over.

I couldn’t have been more happy for The Ohio State because although this season was difficult for them, it was also the most fun season of college football, and most fun game I have ever witnessed.