Last night was incredible. Lucy and I were at Walt Disney World for the Night of Joy (it my seventeenth NOJ) festivities. Of course the UM/FSU game was also last night. But we were prepared, of course. We had WAP blowing up on the phone and we also had a portable TV at our disposal. We started NOJ with a Sonicflood set. We tried to enjoy ourselves but we were full of anxiety waiting for the game to start. The remainder of the night went like this: Watch a series, move to another part of the park, check the game on the phone, get worried, watch a series. This happened all night long.
When the fourth quarter started we were at the first Third Day set and both of us lifted four fingers in the air. I kept checking my phone the entire fourth quarter until three minutes were left; I had to flip the TV on. By this time the first Third Day set was over and we were met by a couple of other Miami alumni. We huddled around that small TV and watched one of the most remarkable comebacks in Hurricane history. Berlin drove the Canes down the field in less than two minutes and the Canes scored their first touchdown of the season with thirty seconds left. FSU couldn't do squat in the final thirty seconds so the game goes in to overtime. By this time Third Day has started their second set which turns out to be the exact same set as the first one.
In the overtime period the Miami switched their defensive starters with the those of the Baltimore Ravens. On the third snap of the OT period Rix dropped the ball and the Hurricanes recovered. At this point we are bordering on insanity. All they have to do is kick the field goal to win. I told our crew "They should run the ball up the middle then kick it." They did exactly what I thought they would, mostly. Gore takes the ball up the middle then bounces it to the left. Eight yard gain. "Now, they're going to run the ball to center it in the hash marks," I screamed aloud. Gore takes the snap to and attempts to run the ball to the right, sees the defender, bounces around the end and takes it to the house. We all start screaming like mad, right in the middle of the Third Day set. Canes win 16-10. Incredible. Everyone around us was staring wondering what drugs we were on. All night FSU fans we all around, taunting us; laughing at us. They is an old saying, he who laughs last, laughs best. We'll we're are still laughing.