After driving 10 hours round trip to see my ‘Noles play in Raleigh last weekend, we lost 17-16 to unranked NC State in the last 30 seconds of the game.

It was unreal. Which is why I am waiting until now to write my recap post. I spent the week following the game in a post-loss haze, struggling to come to terms with our defeat.  While I was LITERALLY wallowing in self pity, I realized how strange (and pathetic) it was that a college football game could have such an impact on my mood. I mean…come on. It’s a football game.

Somehow I got over it.


We tailgated for a few hours, blissfully ignorant to the nightmare that was about to unfold.

I don’t have much more to say about that.

I’m not sure I’m done being a sore loser.


Compulsive snacker. Bleeding heart. Unhealthy obsession with Tom Hanks and cats. Florida State and Syracuse University alum.

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1 Comment

  1. Hehe I feel ya. I'm not a good loser. I like to pout and run my mouth by making excuse ha! OK, not really that far, but being competitive doesn't help 🙂

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