By Corey Vann, The Dartmouth Staff
Published on Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Full disclosure. It’s 7 a.m. on Sunday morning and my playlist consists of Katy Perry, the Script, Jesse McCartney and the Lumineers.
My Winter Carnival was out of control but in the best way possible. I have genuinely never had more fun in my life. And since we are already being honest, let’s get it out of the way that I was not watching a lot of sports (they still have not put flat screens in frat basements yet, shocks me every time I walk down).
So yes, that means I missed Ben Brust’s half-court heave, LeBron James’ historic run and Manchester City’s embarrassment. But I found the perfect way to try to catalog the debauchery that took place in my mind, body, and most importantly, soul, in the form of the University of Louisville versus University Notre Dame epic quintuple overtime on Saturday. REGULATION
On Saturday I was at Murphy’s with friends having dinner. I am sure you can imagine how rowdy, loud and obnoxious we were being. I was a few cocktails deep when I looked up at the television and checked what awful college basketball game was on ESPN. Football is over, baseball still isn’t here and the professional basketball postseason really is not that close. So ESPN has to figure out a way to make a classic Big East clash interesting.
Enter Jerian Grant. END OF REGULATION
Notre Dame had the ball and was down eight points, with 47 seconds to go. Reggie Miller would even tell you it was time to start the buses. But then Grant channeled his inner Greg Jennings and put the team on his back, scoring 12 points against Louisville’s four to send the game into overtime.
Carnival comparison: It’s 9 a.m. on Friday, and the Polar Bear Plunge closes in three hours. I walk downstairs to see a game of harbor set up. I am in no condition to start drinking again, but I do it. I am still freezing from the plunge but it’s definitely a story my kid will be hearing one day. FIRST OVERTIME
Russ Smith! A half-court heave with three seconds left? Take the ball to the rim young fella. Hats off to Coach Patino for not going Bob Knight on Smith.
Carnival comparison: Wednesday night, which literally feels like a year ago, I hit up the Florida George Line Concert, made it to Tackiez, but forgot about the Lingerie show. My urge to Instagram is still beating me up. SECOND OVERTIME
Where did Cameron Biedscheid come from? The St.Louis-born freshman drained a three with 15 seconds left to tie and catapult the game into its third overtime.
Carnival comparison: The freshman that snowboarded the “death slide” at Theta Delta Chi during Pig Roast. THIRD OVERTIME
Garrick Sherman, who did not receive a minute in Notre Dame’s last two contests, went full Keyser Soze in the Usual Suspects and murdered Gorgui Dieng with a beautiful drop step and finish.
Carnival comparison: That visiting Midd-Kid, with the backwards hat and the flow of Gordon Gekko, who almost silver-treed me in pong. FOURTH OVERTIME
The Sherminator! Sherman’s insane tip-in off Zach Auguste’s miss was reminiscent of when the Sherminator got the girl instead of Jim in American Pie.
Carnival Comparison: Sprinting over to Gamma Delta Chi, the most cardio I’ve done since the end of football, to watch the end of this game, while simultaneously crashing their tails. FIFTH OVERTIME
Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me. Smith, I did not think you would do me like that again! Another jack from long distance with ample time to get a better look. Game over. Notre Dame wins.
Carnival Comparison: Notre Dame won this crazy, mind-blowing tilt, but so did Louisville. Everyone who was a part of that experience in South Bend, Ind. pulled a Charlie Sheen on Saturday night, just like everyone who was in Hanover this weekend for Winter Carnival absolutely won.
I feel like I have always been straightforward with you guys, from the Corey’s Corner days. So I have a confession to make. Nine years ago last Friday was the day my father passed away. I know when I was doing whatever ridiculous thing I was doing this weekend, he was smiling down laughing. I obviously love cliches, so I truly believe this when I say it. You only get one life, so go out and live it. Green Key here I come.