College football overtime is both a blessing and a curse.
Blessing when it involves teams not called the Arkansas Razorbacks; curse when it does.
Because when one is not emotionally attached, it’s a joy to watch.Truly. When the Hogs go to OT, however, my body essentially prepares for a heart attack. It flutters with every snap, it sputters with each PAT.
And when the Hogs’ prevent defense prevented only a regulation win on Saturday, I was prepared for another OT meltdown. We went from owning OT in the 2000s to, well, not owning them. No magic.