At the beginning of the season I had zero expectations for the Hawks. None. Nada. Zero.They were so young. So unexperienced. So unknown. No expectations was the best thing for my mental health. I would be an interested observer, but nothing more.
Then sometime along the way, perhaps after the Purdue game, I started to watch a bit closer..even went to a couple games(OSU & Neb) at Carver. I was starting to get that old feeling back, but I repressed it. I was still in control. Then came Indiana, Maryland and Wisconsin. I knew I was in some trouble but I told everyone I was still laid back about these young Hawks and I'd wait and see. No expectations. I even gave up my tickets to Penn State and stayed home to watch on TV. Afterwards I knew I was in trouble. I allowed him to emerge - the soybean that believed that Iowa would be playing Sunday afternoon in D.C. Yes, I admit it...I believed. What is wrong with me?
Then sometime along the way, perhaps after the Purdue game, I started to watch a bit closer..even went to a couple games(OSU & Neb) at Carver. I was starting to get that old feeling back, but I repressed it. I was still in control. Then came Indiana, Maryland and Wisconsin. I knew I was in some trouble but I told everyone I was still laid back about these young Hawks and I'd wait and see. No expectations. I even gave up my tickets to Penn State and stayed home to watch on TV. Afterwards I knew I was in trouble. I allowed him to emerge - the soybean that believed that Iowa would be playing Sunday afternoon in D.C. Yes, I admit it...I believed. What is wrong with me?