To the gentlemen starring in this week's episode of Columbus Ink:
Go pro. Do it immediately after the Sugar Bowl. Play the game, take a shower, and sign with the agent of your choice. Then go drink a Hand Grenade at Tropical Isle to celebrate.
Think about it, Terrelle Pryor, Boom Herron, DeVier Posey, Mike Adams and Solomon Thomas. You don't need this aggravation.
You can go to the NFL or the CFL or the UFL, where you'll be paid when someone profits from your name or likeness. You'll be fairly compensated for your contribution to your team's gross revenue. Should you benefit from your notoriety, you won't be punished.
Or you can stay at Ohio State, where the NCAA will force you to miss the first five games of next season for selling signed game-worn gear and memorabilia in exchange for cash and tattoos. (Terrelle, it probably wasn't very sportsmanlike to sell your Fiesta Bowl sportsmanship award, but I'm not sure I'd want to keep a trophy memorializing my trip to a bowl that is under investigation by an Arizona grand jury.) You'll have to sit out while your teammates play against Miami, Colorado and Michigan State. Then you'll get to return just in time for a trip to Lincoln to play Nebraska. Certainly, those NFL scouts won't downgrade you if you get mangled trying to shake off the rust against one of college football's best teams. Will they?