You talkin' about the family jewels?It was then that I recognized this feeling as exactly the same sort of kicked-in-the-balls feeling as LSU '01, Georgia '01, Florida '99, Alabama '05, etc. Losing sucks when you care. And it was then that I realized that really and truly, Tennessee basketball matters again.
Tonight sucks. But thank you, Bruce Pearl.
You talkin' about the family jewels?
Good post.I decided to go to my local pub tonight and have a few pints. I thought that I would watch the first half and then go home to watch the second. Needless to say, although I am not normally a person who believes in magical thinking, I refused to change anything after the first half. I ended up watching the end of the game in what ended up being a roomful of OSU fans and people who had OSU in their brackets. UT was not very popular.
I paid my tab with five minutes left. When the game was over, I drained the last half of my pint and immediately stalked out while the OSU people were still screaming. On the way back to my car, I heard a random chick on the street crowing about how the Buckeyes had won. I had the abrupt urge to yank her down in the street and urinate in her face, but since she was surrounded by a bunch of beefy idiot-looking guys, I went on to my car. I turned off the radio as soon as I got in the car, because I didn't want to hear anything. Driving home, it was like somebody had kicked me in the stomach. I am running an NCAA pool but yet I don't want to watch any more of the games, either tomorrow or for the rest of the weekend. I just don't care anymore. Just let me read the antiseptic scores on the ticker and mark the sheets, but don't make me watch any of the games that Tennessee should have been in. The last thing I want to see is a sports page, dammit.
It was then that I recognized this feeling as exactly the same sort of kicked-in-the-balls feeling as LSU '01, Georgia '01, Florida '99, Alabama '05, etc. Losing sucks when you care. And it was then that I realized that really and truly, Tennessee basketball matters again.
Tonight sucks. But thank you, Bruce Pearl.
It was just a simple movie reference. I understand what you're saying.Choose whichever metaphor you like. I just mean that I'm not sure I've had the same pit-of-the-gut feeling about basketball since Ralph Sampson destroyed us a long, long time ago when I was still an impressionable young boy. I still remember that newspaper photo of him rising up over Howard Wood like the Dark Lord of Mordor.
(Caveat: I was too drunk for the UNC loss in 2000 to have really registered on me. At the beginning of the game, I was pissed off that I was a little too drunk to be following it well. By the end of that game, I was glad that the drink had numbed me to the collapse.)
It was just a simple movie reference. I understand what you're saying.
Who didn't rise up over Howard Wood?
I decided to go to my local pub tonight and have a few pints. I thought that I would watch the first half and then go home to watch the second. Needless to say, although I am not normally a person who believes in magical thinking, I refused to change anything after the first half. I ended up watching the end of the game in what ended up being a roomful of OSU fans and people who had OSU in their brackets. UT was not very popular.
I paid my tab with five minutes left. When the game was over, I drained the last half of my pint and immediately stalked out while the OSU people were still screaming. On the way back to my car, I heard a random chick on the street crowing about how the Buckeyes had won. I had the abrupt urge to yank her down in the street and urinate in her face, but since she was surrounded by a bunch of beefy idiot-looking guys, I went on to my car. I turned off the radio as soon as I got in the car, because I didn't want to hear anything. Driving home, it was like somebody had kicked me in the stomach. I am running an NCAA pool but yet I don't want to watch any more of the games, either tomorrow or for the rest of the weekend. I just don't care anymore. Just let me read the antiseptic scores on the ticker and mark the sheets, but don't make me watch any of the games that Tennessee should have been in. The last thing I want to see is a sports page, dammit.
It was then that I recognized this feeling as exactly the same sort of kicked-in-the-balls feeling as LSU '01, Georgia '01, Florida '99, Alabama '05, etc. Losing sucks when you care. And it was then that I realized that really and truly, Tennessee basketball matters again.
Tonight sucks. But thank you, Bruce Pearl.
Good post.
Great post. Sums up my feelings exactly. I have not been this upset about a UT loss, in ANY sport, in a very, very, very long time. Clearly, the pressure of the possibility of UT's first ever Elite 8 trip was weighing on them in the second half, and we all knew tOSU wasn't going to go down easy.
But still.... Ramar hits that first free throw...
Damn.
I hate this, boys.