I was so mad at the mental errors in the 9th, I almost couldn’t celebrate.
Go damn Vols!
LOL -- classic Battered Vol Syndrome.
I turned to my wife, late in the 8th: "we're gonna lose..."
"Shut up!" she replies. "We are are NOT. You are SO weird..."
I literally had to walk outside during Florida's last possession in 2022. Couldn't watch. To have defeat, snatched from the jaws of victory... I paced. I fretted. I woulda smoked a cigarette, if I'd had one...
Finally, the wife pops out of the patio door. With a thumbs up.
Went in, rw'd -- and got to enjoy the end of the game, ALMOST stress free. ( ^ ;
Later, we watched almost the whole Bama game together. A first. She used to leave the house on football Saturdays. Shopping. Another man... whatever (LOL). ESPECIALLY Bama games (pre our 9 out of 10 run).
The poor wives of us BVS Vol fans...
When the kick died over the cross bar, clearing it by inches...
Happiness. I told her "the streak is your fault. If you'd watched some of the earlier games..."
She really likes baseball. We used to watch the Bravos together. Until '94 -- the strike. If those millionaires can't it figure out -- screw 'em. Hell no, I ain't forgot.
So,naturally, after the last pitch, I turn to her: "see, I TOLD ya we were gonna win..."
