Last fall, two of my good friends got married on the day of the Iowa/Iowa State football game.
When I left my house to go to the ceremony, the Hawks had a nice seven point lead, but I was a little nervous. As we drove to the church and arrived early before the ceremony, I watched Twitter in horror as the Cyclones managed to storm back in the third quarter. I turned my phone on silence in disgust and came to terms with the fact that Iowa wouldn’t be able to come back, and would inevitably lose the game.