I had already planned to be in NOLA over Spring Break that year. We checked into our hotel on Canal that Sunday morning and asked the parking attendant if he happened to know anyone with championship game tix. He handed us a set of tickets for $10 each. We threw our stuff into the room and hightailed it down to the Superdome. It was the greatest game i had attended. Kentucky outnumbered us 5 to 1 and their silence in the 2nd half was deafening. Many Ky fans that night in the Quarter were very complimentary and some even offered their places to stay in Lexington.
We did get ripped off though. I remember getting back to the room and watching the selection show. Our win had no impact on our seeding and it should have. The media and the committee virtually ignored the outcome.
My dad taught at Western Kentucky during that time and I had asked him beforehand what he would think if we won. His answer was "You aren't going to win." Well, we did obviously. I called him at his place and told him that and he said he was in the athletic center on the treadmill and someone had come in and announced the score. He said it was really quite in there and he didn't want to cause a scene, so said he just smiled real hard. I told him I would have yelled out and he told me that I wouldn't have either. He then told me about a time that he was at a restaurant and there was a bunch of people there and there was a UK game on. Everyone there was a UK fan except one person and that person was cheering for their team pretty loudly. My dad told me he saw a woman pick up her beer and go pour it on the guy's head and told him to be quiet.
Every now and then I would always mention that game to him.
My best friend went to Duke and he had told me that they watched this team all the time since they are on the east coast. He told me I would get to hang it over his head for the rest of our lives if we won. I called him a few time (they were out on Spring break and we were too) and every time I called him he would just say something to the effect of "It's ok. They are gonna go on a run and it'll be over soon." I called him with about 30 seconds left and he just answered the phone "Oh ****." and hung up. I called again and we talked. It was so much fun.
Hard to believe that was 25 years ago.