a terrible blight on our fine country
Why Didn't I Stay Until The End?
I'm always baffled by fans who walk out of games early when the result is still very much in doubt. Saturday after the Cats made their first down with a little under 3:30 to play, I started looking around and sure enough I see hordes of folks making for the exits. After all the miracles Michigan has pulled off over the years, why would you leave when hope still lives? Granted our odds of winning at that point were less than shitty, but I was pretty certain we'd get the ball back and we'd have a chance to run a play or two and I was going to stick around to see those plays.
Myself, I've only bailed out of one game early because I had to go to dinner with my future in-laws and that game was the 2008 Toledo game, so it proved fortuitous to not be around for the end of that.
So I put it to the masses; anyone want to cop to bailing out of a game early because you were convinced it was over only to miss a glorious finish? How much of an ass did it make you feel like when you're in your car listening to the finish on the radio and realizing, "I could've been there for that....damnit."