tntrost wrote:JEIS wrote:I know the Bucks won. I seen it with my own dam# eyes. I watched the ceremony. The mood when leaving the arena was eerily calm. There really wasn't a lot of cheering in the hall ways, that a win usually brings, it was more of a weird peace/shock. Like, everyone was still trying to process what the hell just happened?! and were in disbelief. I am sill in shock that it legit happened. In my heart, it felt like they would win it after they beat the Nets games 7 in OT.
When Giannis bent his knee all nasty, I thought this is the fu#!ing Bucks luck! unf#%kingbelievable! Of course Giannis would blow out his knee after beating the Nets. Then when the Bucks beat the Hawks without Giannis the last two games... i thought they are going to lose in the finals, Who knew when Giannis would be back?... Best case looked like two weeks. He played the first game of the series, and they then still went down 0-2... We are going to blow this... after all that they overcame. Bucks rip off four in a row, win in six, get the ship and end it. Jrue give booker a reason to go to therapy for the rest of his life. Bobby becomes a cult hero, Kris becomes what everyone wanted him to become, Giannis has a game saving block, Ends the series on a ridiculous free throw shooting night in the biggest game while putting up 50.
Oh yeah, Lebron.... Chris Paul still needs 2 more
I had the same thoughts after the game. It almost seem fake or staged and I couldn't fully appreciate the moment, but I tried to take it in as much as I could. I also had thoughts of why was no one was cheering while leaving in the hallways, but honestly I was so tired and drained I didn't have much energy to do it myself. I literally put everything I had into the game as a fan in the stands - cheering, yelling, whenever possible....standing the whole game, that it was like I was at the game to work as a fan to help get us over the hump rather than there to enjoy the game. It was more about the avoiding the pain of losing rather than basking in the win that night. I totally appreciated it and was extremely happy, but something seemed off. Strange experience as a fan as I really never had it before.
A lot of this.
I was drained. I had flown 30 hrs just to get to NYC then slept a few hrs in NY and flew to mke. Watched two games screamed both games until I thought my brain was going to explode. It was so loud game 4 it felt like I was walking past those giant 40ft tall speakers at a concert that fills out a stadium and gives u brief pain in the ears and a headache when u get home. Jet lagged AF couldn't sleep with the time difference, the anxiety the adrenaline. Then flew to Miami for a work trip for a couple days and flew back just in time for game 6. Still couldn't sleep and had no voice and started over again. I mean we were in downtown Milwaukee by 3pm just nervous energy, pacing, drinking, eating, freaking out.
Then standing, jumping, screaming my Brains out. Pretty much the loudest I've ever screamed and EVERY SINGLE POSSESSION! The only time I sat was in the first half during timeouts. While people were dancing to get on the big screen, I was sitting trying to catch my breath.
Second half didn't sit even during time outs and was jumping after every big play and screaming during every possession.
I was drained and exhausted emotionally and physically. I was nervous and anxious AF the entire game even during the last 5 minutes. Kept checking the clock. I was just nervous energy until 57 seconds and Khris hit that midrange to go up by 6. At that point I let my body relax and realized... **** I think we just won a championship.
Hugs and tears and hifives for 10 minutes straight and screams of joy.
I was so **** spent but still somehow post trophy a few peeps from our row jumped onto the court. We followed took a few pics and soaked it in for a Minute , and then noticed some people were getting a little wild on the court so gtfo.
I was done, spent, exhausted, and I had no voice left, my body was done, but I was living in some delirious world walking around stunned not even sure wtf is going on or how I'm supposed to feel. Still in awe and disbelief
Deer district was still a bunch of people and wandered around for a while before grabbing food at the food trucks.
Got home maybe 2am and watched the entire damn game all over again on TV. finally decided to go to bed at 5am. It's like I refused to let my body sleep I didn't want to then wake up the next morning and find out it was a dream.
Im still kinda in disbelief.
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