What A Game...

I love football. All other sports are a distant second. And I mean distant. There is no other sport on this earth that can turn an almost 28 year-old man into a 8 year old boy. When I'm watching a game I care about, emotions just spring forth and sometimes I have no idea where they came from. I remember vividly when Jerome Bettis fumbled the ball in the Colts playoff game two years ago. We had endzone seats and it happened right in front of us. I began jumping up and down and screaming like a little girl. I didn't care. We had hope. We had a chance.

Had.

Anyway, last night I went to the UNLV/Wisconsin game. For those of you that missed it, you can catch a recap here. But a recap doesn't do it justice. As my friend Matt has previously pointed out, this football teams shows some heart that this desert landscape of a football town hasn't seen in a while. I was at the sold out Sam Boyd stadium to watch this upset. I know, I know, UNLV didn't win, but to say this still wasn't an upset would be an incorrect statement. I know several Wisconsin fans that were upset the entire game until about 1:53 to go in the fourth quarter. It didn't matter that the majority of fans in the stadium were Badgers. UNLV played the best football I've seen in that stadium. UNLV played better than Wisconsin. If it hadn't been for a rookie mistake (Dixon threw the lone turnover under extreme pressure. Should've just taken the sack. He'll get there.) and 1 missed tackle, the game was over. But it doesn't matter. UNLV came on the field against the highest ranked opponent they've ever faced at Sam Boyd and showed what they were made of.

5th in the nation my ass.

So what we lost. We were supposed to lose. By four touchdowns. Who had faith? I did. Which is why I'll be cashing my ticket in today. BOO YA WISCONSIN!!!!!!