There was an aura of electricity in the building tonight. The crowd was full throated, fully liquored, fully amped to participate as a sports fan tonight, clad in Bluejay blue and prepped to explode like a powder keg in a cigar shop.
It was deafening at the opening tip.
It was ear splitting after Marcus Foster hit his first three.
I felt my heart beginning lose its beat when Foster hit his second three and Wisconsin was forced to take a time out.
From then on, the Badgers managed to hit a couple threes. Then a couple more.