What a magic elixir provided by winning!!! Let's all stay positive and boost our Wildcats to a great season.
Winning last week makes everything beautiful!
- Thread starter Rebel II
- Start date
I am still giddy over our offensive line performance, and the game was 5 days ago! I have not been this excited since Pat Benatar single-handedly wiped out 47 Nazi stooges in her smash music video "Shadows of the Night." Or maybe even since Hulk Hogan and Randy Macho Man Savage teamed up to create the Mega Powers. It has been that kind of high.
There is nothing more joyous to this football fan than an offensive line that can impose its will in the running game.
There is nothing more joyous to this football fan than an offensive line that can impose its will in the running game.
I worry sometimes how much my overall mood is affected by whether we win or lose. The world shouldn't hinge so much on the outcome of these games, yet it does and I can't help it!
Yes, go back and reads some of your comments in those game threads. A real eye opener!
Hey... you come on the free board for in-game comments, then you get what you pay for.
(By the way, there are worse than me on there. I'm just so memorable.)
So you let something over which you have zero control dictate how you feel about the world. Once I felt the stupidity of that sink in I was well on my way to recovery. GOUNUII
I stopped reading those years ago. The overreactions were too much to handle. So many irrational comments.
What works for me: tape the games and watch them only after knowing the final score. If it's a win, just watch, don't look up the individual stats or scoring by quarters. Mute the announcers if they bother you. If it's a loss, fully brief yourself on what happened and watch to find any silver linings. Mute. I find this helpful in restraining both temper and inebriation. Alternatively, watch the game in person and surrounded by a crowd of NU fans - there exists in that setting a degree of conformity that moderates expressions resulting from extreme mood swings.
My coping mechanism is simpler: hookers and blow.
