This is maybe the worst From The Stands ever. I can't really hold a consistent thought. I apparently can't write either because "hold a consistent thought" doesn't even make sense. I break when this happens, so if you want to listen to someone who is broken, recording their thoughts into their phone, while the Indiana cheerleaders all run around and hug each other and the Hoosier fans celebrate with their team while my body feels like I was disemboweled - if THAT'S your kind of thing - you're gonna love the audio below.

My main emotion: I just want to go hide. I couldn't go to the press conference - no chance I could look a coach or player in the eye. If you think you're hurting, they're hurting 10 times worse. Watching them walk off the field after a loss like this is so, so hard. I would say "I just wanted to give everyone a hug", but that's mostly because I need a hug.

As I'm typing this, one of the SID student assistants is removing all the cards that identify who sits where in the pressbox. The double-sided tape peeling off the back as she pulls each one off the desk, the same sound being repeated every three seconds, is the most annoying sound I've ever heard in my life.

It's 12:43 am. I still have to drive to my hotel. I think this is all I can write until I sleep this off and then try to write about it in the morning. There's really only one thing to say. I thought I was done saying it but it's the only thing that makes my feelings make sense right now:

We're Illinois football and we can't be trusted.