First off...let me just say that I'm extremely proud of our basketball team right now. Amidst the 4-game skid, insane rumors and other general BS happening, they were able to pull themselves up from the gallows and pull out a monumental win at UConn. The fact that it was over a hated rival and on their turf makes it all just that much more remarkable. Helluva job boys. Not a perfect performance, but perfect enough timing. Might just be our best win all season.
And NLI signing day was yesterday too. I guess the McReynolds kid decided to go to UCLA. Which is fine, if you enjoy nice weather, playing for a perpetual underachieving football program and not living up to your own personal expectations. Not going to get bitter though. This is a great class altogether and it's glorious day to be an SU fan once again.
So anyways...as for me, I had the unfortunate timing of having to catch a Southwest flight yesterday afternoon, which departed shortly after tip-off. Similar situation happened last year in the sweet 16 game vs Butler, but I actually was able to witness the full force of that great disappointment at the airport bar instead. The solution to this dilemma, I learned is to fly Jet Blue, something I've taken advantage of since. Alas, this was not possible yesterday and I was stuck, yet again, with usual suspect of Southwest Airlines. I arrived at the airport sports bar yesterday, awaiting tip-off, hoping to catch at least the first half. Of course my plane arrives early by nearly an hour...which only happens when you actually wouldn't mind being delayed for once, and any other time you really need to get where you're going the flight is delayed 3 hours because the have to wait for the pilots to sober up (Probably the only flight in America to arrive anywhere early yesterday, but thats besides the point). Frustrated, I begin to regroup. The good news is its a short flight. In addition, there's no Chipotle anywhere near my destination*. So things are looking up. Rest assured, since we're getting our asses in gear mega-early, there's sure to be the opportunity to catch the 2nd half at the bar when I arrive.
Now I don't know if you realize this, but Southwest Airlines does this cute thing where they say it takes an hour and a half or so to fly somewhere, but in reality its maybe just an hour or less. So they have an extra 30 minutes or so to fuck around and then the oh-so-merry flight attendants have the courtesy to tell you later (as they pat themselves on the back) you're landing at your destination on time(!) Generally, this foolishness is reserved for when the previous flight is running just a bit late, or for the tail end when the two dozen planes ahead of you have to unload at the exact same gate as yours. Which is exactly what happened. Except, it wasn't the usual nonsense. While we were boarding, they chose to cattle-prod everyone onto the plane early, shackle us in and then just sit there for those precious minutes when I could have been sitting at the bar. So once again, thanks to the heroic efforts of SWA I made it on time to my destination 'on time', which was just in time for me to see KJo turnover the ball and UConn cut it to 3 with just under a minute to go. Thankfully, SU held on. Otherwise this fanpost would have been about how my antics plus Southwests shenanigans ruined the slump-busting victory for all of us.
Moral to the story: Don't be me. Flying SWA and rooting for SU don't mix.
*Side note: If Chipotle and SWA form ever some sort of alliance, I may just go insane.