On the night of the Golden Globes, no drunk celebrity stood as long tonight giving thank you’s as tonight’s Illinois fans.
The fans in whatever Illinois calls their arena have a little tradition. The fans all stand until the road team scores. This is objectively cool. It’s a nice quirk. A fun little countdown.
Until Grandma Dawn’s knees start to give, and old Uncle Jeb starts to feel a throb start at the back of his hamstring and work it’s way into his bad lower back. That’s what happens when the Boilermakers came town and kept missing, and kept missing, and then turned it over, and then missed more.