You see, traveling like we did that month and balancing everything else in our lives, didn’t give us the time to process. It was one thing after another after another, and it doesn’t hit you how crazy it is that Loyola kept winning. But in that moment, it did. I saw how huge this stadium was, the court, which was literally raised to a new level, I saw people standing in for the starting line-up as they walked through the production that would take place in a matter of hours. I finally realized where I was, all that my show had done in the past month, and what was to come in a matter of hours. Walking around the arena with Henry we were both pretty quiet, and I have a feeling he was experiencing the same thing I was. It was emotional and while I held back the tears, I wasn’t able to stop the goosebumps on my arms from appearing.
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MY OWN MARCH MADNESS: ATLANTA (PART FIVE)
My Own March Madness1 CommentThe Nevada game was exciting for me for several reasons: I was sitting press row behind Head Coach Porter Moser and hearing his dialogue during the game; Loyola beat Nevada and was continuing on to the Elite Eight; and my dad was in attendance. My dad had driven down from a business trip in Mississippi to watch the game and cheer on his daughter’s school. It was nice to get to share that moment with him, but also for him to get to see the journalist side of me.
MY OWN MARCH MADNESS: DALLAS (PART FOUR)
My Own March MadnessCommentWith 0.6 seconds left in the game, senior Donte Ingram hit a long three-point shot that made it in. I swear that shot dropped in slow motion for me and when it went through the hoop I was in awe. Loyola had pulled off the upset and won the game with a final score of 64-62… and I might have shown a little happiness on my face.