That was a weird game and in some ways worse than last week. My brother and I went with a buddy who went to Carolina with us. He grew up in Durham and both of his parents went to Duke and he still pulls for them. You can imagine the verbal back and forth that has been exchanged over the years.
He got tix in one of the boxes, I have to admit it wasn’t a bad way to watch a game. Of course he wanted to leave at halftime but we somehow distracted him enough to stay. Then we were the ones who wanted to leave but by then it was too late.
We did duck out a few seconds early to try and beat the crowd, on the way out we passed K and Mickie heading in the other direction, of course I just kept walking, as did my buddy. He then thought better of it and turned and sprinted back. My brother, who was lagging behind us, got a few pics, said K was clearly trying to get away but my buddy wouldn’t be deterred and got his posed pic with K. Pretty good day for him. Fucker. Then we drove over and saw My Morning Jacket at Walnut Creek. Pretty fun day except for the outcome of the game but even that was almost worth it to see my buddy so happy..