I rarely post even though I've been lurking since 2006. As a 38 year old adult ( I stress "adult"--since I was damn near tears even hours after the game) with a loving girlfriend, nice job, adorable puppy, and an overall good life, I kept asking myself why these losses are so hard to deal with -- "it's just a (bleeping) game!" is what I hear all the time. Well, it's so hard, because I never forget these losses...
I remember making my family stop in Paducah, Kentucky (traveling back from visiting family in Wilmington, NC and heading home to St. Louis) in 1994 to watch the finals in motel. I remember Thurman hitting that rainbow 3 and not really talking the rest of the way home.
I remember when we blew a 17 point lead in '98 and Wojo nearly having his back broken by Wayne Turner I believe. I remember a quote from Battier that they'd be back the next year in St. Petersburg to win the whole thing.
I remember '99 and Coach K and my boy from my avatar embracing after one of the most miserable losses ever.
I remember '02 and the 4 point play that wasn't. The missed follow up by Boozer (maybe a foul?) and Christensen losing his damn mind on the bench.
I remember '04 and JJ getting absolutely hacked after we blew that late lead.
I remember '06 and JJ missing an open 3 that he hits 9/10 times to really open up the game against LSU only to once again taste sweet 16 bitterness.
I remember Maynor's dagger in '07, West Virginia mocking Duke after winning in '08, get blown off the court in '09, Lehigh, Mercer, etc.....and for every single one of these moments, I remember where I was...the surroundings...what that day/night was like...and I realize that this one will join all these other painful moments. 2013? Nah, that elite 8 run was great and Louisville was the best team. Last year? Not so much because Kansas was sooo much better than this Spartan team and 'Nova was head and shoulders above everyone. But damn, this year felt like it was gonna be special.
Yeah I'm doing better than Sunday, but as I explained to my girlfriend that night, "I'll be better tomorrow, but what makes me sad is that I know I'll never forget how I feel today..."
Thanks to most of you for making this a great place to celebrate and commiserate.
I remember making my family stop in Paducah, Kentucky (traveling back from visiting family in Wilmington, NC and heading home to St. Louis) in 1994 to watch the finals in motel. I remember Thurman hitting that rainbow 3 and not really talking the rest of the way home.
I remember when we blew a 17 point lead in '98 and Wojo nearly having his back broken by Wayne Turner I believe. I remember a quote from Battier that they'd be back the next year in St. Petersburg to win the whole thing.
I remember '99 and Coach K and my boy from my avatar embracing after one of the most miserable losses ever.
I remember '02 and the 4 point play that wasn't. The missed follow up by Boozer (maybe a foul?) and Christensen losing his damn mind on the bench.
I remember '04 and JJ getting absolutely hacked after we blew that late lead.
I remember '06 and JJ missing an open 3 that he hits 9/10 times to really open up the game against LSU only to once again taste sweet 16 bitterness.
I remember Maynor's dagger in '07, West Virginia mocking Duke after winning in '08, get blown off the court in '09, Lehigh, Mercer, etc.....and for every single one of these moments, I remember where I was...the surroundings...what that day/night was like...and I realize that this one will join all these other painful moments. 2013? Nah, that elite 8 run was great and Louisville was the best team. Last year? Not so much because Kansas was sooo much better than this Spartan team and 'Nova was head and shoulders above everyone. But damn, this year felt like it was gonna be special.
Yeah I'm doing better than Sunday, but as I explained to my girlfriend that night, "I'll be better tomorrow, but what makes me sad is that I know I'll never forget how I feel today..."
Thanks to most of you for making this a great place to celebrate and commiserate.