I learned that my general ability to maintain a logical viewpoint is rendered completely useless under the histrionic nature of my emotions for the three 1/2 to four hour period when Nebraska football is taking place.
I was Lifetime Movie Channel depressed for a heavy spell.
I was more cynical than a chain smoking KGB operative during the dying days of the Soviet Union.
I was as hopeful as a farmer standing on a dry field of waning crops gazing up at a deeply darkening sky.
I was as elated as a man who has been confined to a raft for days at sea suddenly realizing the helicopter is getting closer, and closer...
I learned to never lose the faith. What a night. What a win. GBR!!!!!!!!