Years from now, when my grandchildren ask, "Grampa, where were you when Mario Chalmers hit the shot?"
I'll say, "Well, Little Mario, Brandon, Russell, Sherron, Darrell, Darnell, Cole, and Sasha, I just happened to be at the site of the women's college basketball championships. In a crowded bar filled with giant women wearing really baggy athletic shorts and slightly crooked baseball caps. And even though everyone in the bar was sort of manly, when that shot went down, we all screamed like little girls. It was a beautiful moment."
but seriously, for the first time in my life, while watching a kansas game outside the state of kansas, I saw people actually cheering for the Jayhawks. Cheering the Jayhawks on because we could all sense it happening. As soon as Derrick Rose missed that free throw, everyone in that bar knew that something special was about to happen. And they all cheered and screamed after every bucket in those final two minutes of regulation.
When it was over, after I finished screaming and jumping and fist pumping, and I sat in a wasted heap in the corner, totally exhausted from simply watching the television for 3 straight hours, people actually stopped by to shake my hand and offer congratulations and to tell me what an amazing game it was.
Rock Chalk Jayhawk Go KU
