game. I almost shattered the glass bowl next to me when we bricked our 347th 3 pointer. I pulled some of my barely left remaining hair out after we missed our 115th free throw attempt. I punched a hole in my armrest when we turned it over late in the game and couldn’t get a stop. The ups and downs of sports fandom.

Now that I have had almost an hour to digest the game and think about our situation in the big 12, a smile emerged even though my knuckles hurt and I have less hair. Go Cougs!