Imagine, if you will, you’re a double-digit seed in the NCAA tournament. You’re probably a mid-major team that has battled to stay on the right side of the bubble all season. You take a look at your draw on Selection Sunday and... you actually kind of like your matchup. You spend the next three or four days alternating between preparing and talking yourself into it.
All you want is a shot. With fourish minutes left in the game, you’re there. If you execute, maybe catch a break or two, and don’t come up on the wrong end of a horrendous whistle, you can survive and advance.