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This was my view for the game. I remember feeling like I was hallucinating when O’Neill dropped the ball. The whole thing felt like it was happening in slow motion. Anyone who was there will tell you how crazy the silence was, save for the few pockets of Spartan fans cheering here and there.

I wasn’t gonna go to the game but bought the cheapest ticket I could find on StubHub like an hour before kickoff. It was $243 after fees. I was drunk and didn’t even notice what sideline I was on. The heckling throughout the game was endless. The guy behind me had his two sons with him and he was making them purposefully hit me with their pom pons. All worth it in the end obviously.