Actually, the way our receivers had been dropping key passes all day long, and the way we have been unable to hold on to leads late in key games, I almost had a premonition this would happen as soon as we missed the 2 point conversion. At the end, we were all screaming about Franklin blowing his time outs, and then running what he did. I guess I was just more pi$$ed than surprised, and just sat there for awhile while the crowd filed out.
This loss wasn't in the same galaxy as the 1989 Alabama game. The end of that game was like an out of world experience.
We had been bashing the Alabama defense by just running the ball down their throats on that final drive, and thought Blair Thomas had scored right before the FG attempt. I was sitting right in the corner of the end zone when that FG was blocked, and as soon as that happened, it's like I went into an immediate trance. I literally thought I was dreaming, and that they would give us another chance to try it again.
You could have heard a pin drop in the stadium. Quietest I've ever heard it except for the Alabama players celebrating like they had just won the Super Bowl. A flag was thrown which gave us some sliver of hope, but deep down, I knew it was just a celebration penalty on Alabama.
That is even more vivid in my brain right now than the 4th and 5 play Saturday. I can remember exactly what I was saying right before that 1989 FG attempt like it was 5 minutes ago. And that gut wrenching, out of body feeling I had right after we missed it will be with me forever.