Author: Dan Bernick, SAS ’14
It was all over.
The Quakers were down ten points going into the fourth quarter. Our dreams at an Ivy League title three-peat were evaporating. What was a Quaker fan to do?
The truth is, I doubted. Yale was tough and Penn had been lucky the past few weeks. I felt bad for my doubt. But the sinking feeling we would lose was hard to shake.
By the third quarter, I reversed course. Instead of feeling guilty, I distanced myself from the team. I withdrew from my fanaticism. If we lost, it would be “their” loss. Right?
But when the Quakers jumped from 10 to 23, I knew what I should have been doing since the game started. Fight. It’s my job to be with the team – my team – in good times and bad, and to yell just as loudly when we’re behind.
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The great irony that is the fighting Quakers came roaring back. 27 points in the fourth quarter, bringing the final score Penn 37 – Yale 25. That’s 18 Ivy League games in a row for you statisticians, or just plain awesome for you college students.
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