As I was telling anyone who would listen last night, the person in the cube next to me went to Kent, so we've been trash talking all week in anticipation of last night's basketball game. She was all, We're the #1 seed, you guys have a sucky record, we're gonna mop the floor with you, blah blah blah. I strenuously objected by noting that (a) we had a strong finish to the regular season, giving us a lot of momentum going into the tournament, and (b) OU rules, Kent drools.
So, when Bobcats Roar Past Kent State, 81-64 happened, it was totally awesome. I was actually looking forward to going to work today so that I could rub it in and be all, Cats eat birds, you know.
Last night at the Q I was sitting with someone who also knows my coworker; while OU was totally stomping all over the Golden Flashes, he's telling me, Text her about how we're winning and Kent sucks! I held off, though, because I didn't want to do any premature celebrating and jinx the victory. Wise move, especially when Kent closed the gap to three or four points — I was biting my nails for a little bit there.
Meanwhile, the 110 was in the house, completely blowing the Kent band out of the water. (I mean, music stands? Really? Lame!) Oh, and our section won free wings from BW3s, so I guess I know where I'll be having dinner next week. What else? I saw a ton of people I knew, including a few whom I met at last year's tournament, and made some new friends — all in all, an excellent evening.
Tonight we're playing Miami, so I'm glad I found that vintage MUCK FIAMI t-shirt when I was cleaning up my apartment the other day. It's subtle, it's classy, it says it all.
In the meantime, I think I'll be watching this video a lot today: