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Be honest, did you keep the faith down 19???

Did you keep the faith???


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I had my 8 year old in the middle of the couch, she’s obviously not used to big deficits. We were down close to 19 maybe it was 19 and she kept saying things like “are you sure we’re going to lose now?” She may have just been hoping the game would be turned off.

My wife and I kept giving her these little lectures about “it definitely doesn’t seem like we’re going to win, but there’s a reason you play the game until the end”. I definitely didn’t ever truly feel like we were going to win it per se, but much of the 2nd half that was a possibility.

The fact that every time we gained some ground they’d make a great play felt defeating, but we were within a bucket with 5-6 minutes left. When the shot happened and screams echoed through the living room, it was a great time to teach my 5 and 8 y/os that you never give up ever, because anything is possible.

Can’t believe how lucky we all are to be UConn fans!
 
Duke was getting everything they wanted and more. Tarris was the only thing we had going, and he picked up his 2nd. So.... did you keep the faith?
I'm an optimist generally but I was somewhat resigned to a blowout loss given how poorly the first 15 minutes had went. We were ice cold and we couldn't rebound.
 
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Hadn’t given up but didn’t see how in the world they would be able to come back either. Especially when the second half started with Demary having a wide open 3 off of a set play that could have brought us to within 12 and given some momentum, but like everything in the first half it missed.
 
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I thought we could win, but told my girlfriend it would take a miracle….. I told my son I was okay with losing to Duke at that point, but that our guys had to come out and play hard to avoid being embarrassed. Turns out they did come back out and played hard, didn’t get embarrassed and won by a miracle.
 
I left the house a couple minutes before halftime to walk the dog. We were down 15 when I left, down 7 when I returned. No need to listen to or read all the doom and gloom during halftime. Fresh air cleans all.

If the chat gets posted, y'all can look up my confidence that we'd close the gap. What I was surprised most about was winning in regulation. I was expecting OT.
 
I hadn’t given up hope down 19 because there was a lot of game left. And I got receipts.

I wrote in the chat that if they could get a couple stops and score a couple buckets before halftime that would go a long way.

And it happened . Down 15 at the half was a big difference from down say 21 or 23 at the half. That probably would have been too much. But 15 was within reach. And we know how that turned out.!
 
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Thought it was a longshot given we seemed to have no answer for Boozer and the fact they looked to have a really big physical advantage on us. I didn't see Tarris turning into Superman coming. There is having an A+ game then there is something above that with no lettering - that's where he played. Between the passing, shot making, blocks, defense, he was unreal.

#alltimegame
 
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I stopped hedging the live bet at +15.5 with a small bet. I thought we were cooked and it was going to get out of hand.
 
I was resigned to UConn not playing their A-game and losing to the top overall seed but I kept positive because we were at a watch party. UConn was playing well but the outside shots just wouldn't fall and that was the difference. And you just never know especially against an opponent with a young team, an unproven coach and history of underachieving
 
I was so disgusted with the first half deficit that I left my hotel to get food at halftime and avoid listening to the talking heads. To match my disgust the only fitting option was Taco Bell. While scarfing down the food, I kept telling myself if we could cut it single digits by the under 12 TO we would win this game.

I also called my wife to see if my son had decided who would win the game at the half and heard him yelling to me that UConn was going to win. He is still at 100% since he started in the BE tournament at 11-0.
 
Down 19, a calm came over me that Dook brought the A game and we just were a Great 8 team. I was cool with it. But when Dook couldn't go higher and we got to 15 I was like...'ohhh."
 
I had my 8 year old in the middle of the couch, she’s obviously not used to big deficits. We were down close to 19 maybe it was 19 and she kept saying things like “are you sure we’re going to lose now?” She may have just been hoping the game would be turned off.

My wife and I kept giving her these little lectures about “it definitely doesn’t seem like we’re going to win, but there’s a reason you play the game until the end”. I definitely didn’t ever truly feel like we were going to win it per se, but much of the 2nd half that was a possibility.

The fact that every time we gained some ground they’d make a great play felt defeating, but we were within a bucket with 5-6 minutes left. When the shot happened and screams echoed through the living room, it was a great time to teach my 5 and 8 y/os that you never give up ever, because anything is possible.

Can’t believe how lucky we all are to be UConn fans!

This sounds extremely familiar, including the 7/5 year olds in my house that got some lessons on belief and confidence and adversity.

I was deflated at half. I was cursing the TV that we couldn't make a shot - we weren't getting badly beaten, we just literally couldn't make a shot and they were making everything and getting easy looks. I didn't think we would win, but I never gave up hope.

I kept saying "get it down to 10-12" then once it was there it was "get it below 10" then "get it to 5-7" and despite feeling desperate, I did continue to believe even just a sliver.
 
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Down 19, I was prepared to switch up the mojo and leave my dad's house at half to listen on my car radio or watch 2H at my own house. Cutting it to 15 at half, I felt the vibes were good enough I should stick around. Thank goodness I did, my dad and I will never forget that moment
 
I didn’t think we were going to win but I knew we would make a game of it in the 2nd half.

Definitely wasn’t angry or cursing the team out. I’m getting older and have enjoyed 6 Natties and know we’re not going to win every year. Been working on this mindset shift across all sports for several years now
 
I didn't have much hope but I hadn't lost all hope. I was saying, "looks like Duke is just better." When they were 1-16 from 3pt range I said, "they are going to have to hit some threes if they have any chance of coming back." As discouraging as it was in the first half, I got the sense they were not giving up. That lead could have ballooned to 25 but they got it down to 15. I just got the sense they would keep fighting and probably come up short but at least make it interesting. Even late in the second half I was consoling myself that at least they made a game of it. Down 2 with 10 seconds left I didn't have much hope and then it happened.
 
I cracked open the nastiest beer in my fridge to help cope but then they immediately started playing better so I guess this Saturday I have to drink Labatt Max Ice all game.
Good God!!
 
I cracked open the nastiest beer in my fridge to help cope but then they immediately started playing better so I guess this Saturday I have to drink Labatt Max Ice all game.

I guess I should have thought my halftime decisions through a little better. Does this mean I need to eat Taco Bell again next game?
 
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