Well, last night was the night of "THE BIGGEST RIVALRY IN COLLEGE SPORTS." And it is. As much as I HEART North Carolina....I do NOT heart Duke. We played last night though. Here.
This is OUR house (well, actually it is Dean's house...it has his name on the building), but I take such pride in it, I feel as though I must defend it too....from my couch, mind you!). Anyway...we haven't been playing great up to this point...I was concerned. Duke is number 7. We are no longer ranked. But my sister said she had a good feeling about the game so I stayed up through the whole thing even though my eyes are bleeding this morning I am so tired as I try to muster the strength to get ready for work. And we played amazing in the first half (and it helped Duke only shot 25% from the field)...we were down one.
Halftime did us in. We didn't come back playing like we had. I could get all stastic-y on you but I would hate to bore you more than I have...we lost. I was mad. Couldn't go right to sleep. I wanted to win. We needed to win. I do know it is only a game. And I am ok now (except for the sleep deprivation).
I still HEART North Carolina basketball....I just don't want to have to go wake up this little boy and tell him what happened...
(He is not violent...this was his FIRST UNC game last year!)
Anyway, for now, that good feeling is gone...I am tired...and, now, I am late for work