Was screaming at the top of my lungs in agony, and pulling my hair out, on these two plays (plus on the Harper strip on the breakaway, and the Mathis blown dunk) (oh, and the endgame when Kiss just cradled the ball waiting to get fouled, except IU got the held ball call) (and the two missed FTs by Kiss).
But then ecstatic whenever we would do something good, and when we held on for dear life and won the game.
My 13-1/2 year old son called me bipolar. And if you only knew me from observing me watch a Rutgers game, you'd think he was right. Enjoying the build, is all...