Saturday Sunday
DOWN GOES NUMBER 1. No. 3 Indiana beats No. 1 Michigan 83-73. Hoosiers' 14th straight win as ranked team at home over UM (since 1986). ~ Sports Center Superbowl weekend only started after the IU game, which is when I first realized that the Superbowl was occurring the next day. Do understand, as a journalism student, I have been reading newspapers daily and making sure that I'm caught up on everything political, regional, and local. Unfortunately the Superbowl was not actually the top thing in the news. But when I did realize something was going on, I asked on Saturday to make sure :) The IU game was incredible, first half had the most fancy footwork I've seen the men play. Granted I have watched them play less than four times due to my schedule. One of the times I've seen them was live in Assembly Hall. I don't remember if we won or not, but the game was played terribly. Even though Alan said this was the worst game he had seen, it was actually the most amazing spirited experience I've had in accordance with a basketball team. You walk into Assembly Hall, up some ramps, take a Basketball Bingo (if your a child, or you like playing games while watching!!!!!), and search for your seat among the 17,472 seats that face off in a screaming match at every game. It is phenomenal. The ringing in your ears that lasts after a terrible game is only quadrupled after a game like IU vs. Kentucky. Seated next to Alan in a room full of guys while drinking espresso and watching the game was definitely the next best way to watch.... because just like the axon potential in a neuron, it's all or nothing when it comes to watching IU basketball. | Before game is decided, Superdome goes dark. ~ NYTimes Headline Alan lives in an apartment complex that seems to be overturned by Campus Crusade for Christ members. Everywhere you turn, he would keep pointing out apartments (with four to six people living inside each) more friends lived in. So we took a short walk to one of the girls' apartments, and experience the first quarter of Superbowl unable to hear a thing over all the talking. As a woman, I definitely understand and appreciated the social atmosphere of her apartment. For me, the game is secondary to what new people and things I can learn. But given that the football game on TV was pretty important, we left the warm carpet and free food, ran through the snow, and ended up sitting on chairs in his cold living room. Ah, the drafty ways apartment's are made. Beyond that, though, this was totally different. The only girl in the room... the guys started to talk to the TV, which they wouldn't have done as much if in the other apartment. My Dad never taught me anything about football or basketball (even though I understand how to play it) because I wasn't interested in the sports on TV when I was younger. As the only girl in the room, I become acutely aware that if I said something concerning the game that was wrong, a couple chuckles would probably be heard. Curiosity got the best of me, and even though Alan helped me understand the game before it started, I did ask some stupid questions. After the experience, I would definitely still recommend that you ask questions, ladies. But if possible, ask your boyfriend (or guy friend!) before the games begin. |