I’ve watched the games, on TV or live. I listened on the radio. Each time, I’d watch in disappointment as, even in the best cases, we’d snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. Blown leads or blow-outs, Rutgers would find a way to lose.
Then a funny thing happened. Those blow-outs weren’t blow-outs anymore. Those blown leads stopped. The game may have come down to the wire, a la the UConn game, but Rutgers found a way to hold on. For the first time in recent history, they were playing a late October football game, and people cared. The game had meaning.
I watched, nervously, yesterday, before I had to head up to a family event. And I listened the rest of the way, looking for the Rutgers team I was knew to make an appearance. But they held on, and now we’re looking to make our way to a bowl game.