Ties happened more often then and definitely felt better than a loss. But not as good as a win. Also, as others have pointed out, how the tie happened mattered.
If the game was hard-fought and felt pretty even all along, it was like kissing your sister.
If your team led the whole way, but weirdness happened late, and the score just happened to be the same when the clock hit 0:00, it felt more like a loss.
But in the right circumstances, a tie could feel like a win. That was the case in the 1993 UTe game. We trailed the whole game. I don't know how the stats looked. But in the stadium, it felt like we were getting totally outplayed. Couldn't move the ball an inch.
On the last drive, we trailed by 8 and somehow pieced together a sustained drive for a TD. I'm not sure if it happened as time expired. If not, there was only a few seconds left. So we have to go for 2.
Direct snap to David Palmer, running a sweep to his right. A reserve running back named Marcus Moring (sp?) absolutely obliterated the UTe edge, and Palmer scooted in for the tie that felt more like a win.
As a bonus for me personally, there was a comically obnoxious UTe fan nearby. He had been standing up waving a cowboy hat over his head and screaming all game....no words, just, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...." at the top of his lungs, waving that )(*&^(*&^ hat like Slim Pickens at the end of Dr. Strangelove. When Palmer scored the 2-point conversion, that guy caught unmitigated grief from his neighbors and couldn't get out of Legion Field fast enough.
If the game was hard-fought and felt pretty even all along, it was like kissing your sister.
If your team led the whole way, but weirdness happened late, and the score just happened to be the same when the clock hit 0:00, it felt more like a loss.
But in the right circumstances, a tie could feel like a win. That was the case in the 1993 UTe game. We trailed the whole game. I don't know how the stats looked. But in the stadium, it felt like we were getting totally outplayed. Couldn't move the ball an inch.
On the last drive, we trailed by 8 and somehow pieced together a sustained drive for a TD. I'm not sure if it happened as time expired. If not, there was only a few seconds left. So we have to go for 2.
Direct snap to David Palmer, running a sweep to his right. A reserve running back named Marcus Moring (sp?) absolutely obliterated the UTe edge, and Palmer scooted in for the tie that felt more like a win.
As a bonus for me personally, there was a comically obnoxious UTe fan nearby. He had been standing up waving a cowboy hat over his head and screaming all game....no words, just, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...." at the top of his lungs, waving that )(*&^(*&^ hat like Slim Pickens at the end of Dr. Strangelove. When Palmer scored the 2-point conversion, that guy caught unmitigated grief from his neighbors and couldn't get out of Legion Field fast enough.
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