I thought I was watching an Aggie football game from days of yore while viewing the BYU basketball heartbreaker last night.
The Cougars lead through almost the whole game, then in the last seconds St. Mary’s hot shot player Matthew Dellavedova throws up a lucky half-court shot to win it.
I felt just like I did at that USU football game a couple years ago when the opponent’s kicker booted in a freak 50+ yard field goal in the last play of the game to win it.
Where were you Coug’s?
Why did you leave Dellavadova open like that?
He plays for a religious school too, so he was entitled to an answered prayer when he chucked that sucker up, so it was your job to play the devil’s advocate and stuff that ball back in his face, or foul him, or do SOMETHING!
I stayed up late to watch that game. Once again, I’ve made a new year’s resolution to get to bed earlier, but Jason had the game recorded and after we finally got the kids to bed he lured me onto the couch to watch the game with him.
So the reason I’m groggy and useless today is the Cougars’ fault. Well, and Jason’s.
If you Cougs would’ve won, perhaps the lost sleep would’ve felt worth it and I could’ve slept peacefully for the meager six hours and eleven minutes I got. Instead, I had nightmares. And Jason snored, probably because of you too because he’s not usually a snorer.
I officially give you a celebration penalty. That’s what was happening, right? You thought you’d done it. You thought you’d avenged St. Mary’s for beating you on your sacred home court last year and you got cocky and lazy and forgot there were still seconds on the clock because you were already celebrating like the deed was done.
Between this loss and the Manti Te’o scandal, it was not a great night for Church sports.
Moral of the story: Don’t count your chickens before they hatch, and don’t publicly mourn the death of a girlfriend you’ve never met.