Good god those were two incredible weekends. Louisville/Michigan weekend was absurd. Watched both games at the same house on Kentucky Ave, with probably about 60-70 people jammed in the house. Absolutely shithammered.
Louisville game was extremely stressful, kind of had a feeling of impending doom the whole time, being down the whole game. And then, all of the sudden, we were just kind of ahead. I remember with about 15 seconds left they reviewed to see who the ball was out on. Was so anxious and felt like an eternity. Soon after, Aaron iced the game with the two late free throws and the house just collectively ran to State Street. Rest of the night was such a blur with joy.
Sunday with the late afternoon/early evening game. Same house, huge day drink going on. Was pounding keg beer and Arnold Palmers (Burnetts Sweet Tea Vodka ftw). Remember before the game started, just had a thought of "My god, I am too drunk for this to be a Sunday." As the game went on, just had no doubt we'd win. Once Stauskas' last heave didn't go in, similar scene to State Street, but not with the same fervor as the Louisville win. The State St. gathering was more relaxed, but wild nonetheless. Slapping five with everyone you could see, Wildcat friends with thousands jammed onto those streets.
My god... Just get me back this year, Cats.