I, like many of you, was just a few seconds away from dropping a few hundred bucks on plane tickets and Final Four seats. Before the game, I saw that direct flights between LAX and Minneapolis were around $320 (granted, on Delta’s basic economy), but I figured that was a pretty good deal given that it was the week before the Final Four.
As Cline got ready to take those free throw shots, I could feel that my body wanted to move off the couch and to my computer to buy the tickets. But alas, I told myself, wait until the very end, because you never know what could happen.