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Message: [QUOTE="vtmikeb, post: 5230957, member: 1813"] In 2014 I picked up a fellow Boneyarder, who flew in from CT, at the Houston airport and we drove up to Dallas aka Jerry’s World for one of the most unlikeliest Final 4s I could ever comprehend. I bought semi-nosebleed tickets just in case the ticket gods were on vacation, hoping to get lucky. Thankfully my buddy’s buddy got a hook up on 2 tickets in the lower bowl. So the day of the the Final 4 I set out to sell my 2 tickets. While walking around outside the stadium but inside the fan area where you needed to have game tickets to enter, I kept saying to any Wisconsin or Florida fan “anyone but Kentucky”. It went over very well as we all had a common enemy. Little did I know that enemy would change, at least for me that day. About 2 hours before tipoff a college aged Florida fan struck up a conversation with us and come to find out he needed 2 tickets for 2 of his friends that were still tailgating in the parking lot. I said face value and they’re yours. They agreed. “Don’t sell them on us!”he said. I assured him I wouldn’t as I was just happy to recoup some of my money. He said his buddies outside have the cash and we’d all meet at the entrance so I can pass the tickets back out and he would give me the cash from his friends. The plan was set and everyone was happy. Only problem was there was another hour+ to kill before we went inside the stadium. We agreed on a meeting location near the gate, exchanged numbers and said see you in an hour. As the meeting time arrived I texted. And called. And texted. And called. No answer. As I was about to give up, I finally saw the back of a familiar Wilbekin jersey and sure enough it was my guy. I walked up to him right as he was giving cash to another guy for 2 tickets. Incredulous, I said “what the heck man?” He had the audacity to say he hadn’t heard from me and found a better deal. I told him to look at his phone and he it took out and saw the 10+ text and missed call notifications. “Oh, sorry man” he said. And that’s when I switched to spiteful sage. (Cleaning up the language since this is not profanity Friday) “You just screwed your team! Ain’t no way Florida is winning this game! You and only you will be the reason Florida loses! You dummy!” 2 days later we were national champions, again. Hungry Huskies ate. Telling this story as I hope that this man’s actions are still in play for today’s game. And I hope he’s reading this right now. Sick to his stomach. While I’m not a big karma believer guy, I’ll take any glimmer. Anyone but Florida. [/QUOTE]

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