Jeremiah Smith didn’t just catch a football today — he rose above the mortal plane and retrieved it from the heavenly archives.A tipped ball floats… time slows… and there he is, calmly drifting upward like gravity got nervous and stepped outside for a breath of fresh air. One arm extended. Wrist relaxed. Fingers waiting like the universe owed him that football on layaway.Penn State corner has his hand in there like a tax auditor trying to stop destiny. Didn’t matter. Jeremiah didn’t jump. He ascended.He plucked that thing like it was a communion wafer. Scarlet turf, gold aura, DB baptised in shame.This wasn’t a highlight. This was a visitation.We’ve seen Ohio State receivers cook dudes before — silky Olave, coil-strike Garrett Wilson, surgeon Marvin. But Jeremiah? Jeremiah’s playing a different genre. This is “religious experience disguised as a sophomore wideout.”He’s not running routes.He’s delivering scripture.No panic. No strain. No mortal effort. He just hovered there — Messiah-mode — hand out like Michelangelo painted him on the ceiling of the Shoe.We need a meme out of this: frame him mid-air, slap a halo over the helmet, faint white wings behind him, glowing aura like the Holy Spirit runs WR drills in Columbus. Caption it:> “And on the eighth day, he created separation.”Penn State defenders were looking up like disciples seeing a miracle they didn’t sign up for. Their DB didn’t get beat — he got inducted into a fresco.You can almost hear the field mic catching a whisper:“Fear not. For unto you I bring touchdowns.”And here’s the wild part:He’s still only a sophomore.This is the part of the movie where the narrator says, “He didn’t know it yet, but the world was witnessing the birth of a legend,” except honestly I think Jeremiah knows exactly what he’s doing. He makes one-handers look like he’s reaching up to turn off a light before bed.Opposing coaches aren’t breaking down film — they’re holding rosaries and Googling “how to defend miracles.”Ohio State didn’t build Wide Receiver U by accident. It’s not development. It’s revelation. Some schools recruit athletes. Columbus recruits archangels.And as that ball settled into his hand, you could practically hear the choir warming up in the background while Penn State fans considered a career change.Jeremiah Smith didn’t catch a ball.He took custody of prophecy.The rest of the Big Ten should stretch, hydrate, and perhaps consult their preferred spiritual advisor.The Church of Scarlet & Gray remains open. Communion is one-handed. Amen and wings up.
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