What a beautiful feeling

Themadcane

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I’ve been a Cane since '87. I remember when we were the badass and loved every second of it. Back then, winning wasn’t a question—it was just something we did, like breathing. But man, the last twenty years? Those were a long, slow walk through the desert.

Since 2002, it’s been a relentless cycle of new eras that ended in heartbreaks. I’ve seen the empty seats and the coaching carousels. People asked why I still cared, why I still let a college football team ruin my weekends. The truth? Once this program gets under your skin, you’re stuck. You don’t quit just because the "U" feels a little heavier to wear some years.



Yesterday, that weight finally snapped.

When Fitz picked off that ball, I didn’t just sit there. I lost it. I screamed at the TV until the dog bolted into the other room, terrified. All those years of "almost," all the frustration—it just came pouring out of me.

And then I broke down.



I thought about the Orange Bowl, the stupid flags, dumb plays, the "down years," and the fact that through all of it, I never walked away. It wasn't just about a scoreboard; it was about the relief of finally getting back. I have been up and down with Mario but he ******* did it. We may not win it this year but we are ******* BACK! And **** i am so happy today
 
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