Where?

Well it happened...

Two months ago, as pennence for not going to the Duke game, I bought tentative tickets to Georgetown in the Sweet 16. Low and behold, I now actually have tickets (20th row I might add) to see the Hoyas take on Florida in the Hubert H. Humphrey Metrodome with a berth in the Elite 8 on the line. The following is the exchange between TK and I directly following the Ohio State win:

TK: So...

Me: Yeah?

TK: I guess we're going to Minnesota...

Me: Oh yeah...

TK: Shit.

Me: Yeah...

In any event, TK and I are driving (read hurtling) through America's heartland on Thursday night. Hopefully we'll arrive at the SnapMansion in Milwaukee with enough time for a solid nap and a meal consisting only of beer and brick cheese. Then we will polish off the last five hours to Minneapolis where we will stay with my buddy Nick (I debated reffering to Nick as SnapGroom as I am the best man in his wedding this summer, but decided to spare everyone instead).

You will be happy to know that South Bend is on the way, and Tom and I will stop and perform a brief investigation into the disappearance of Mike Brey's coaching skills. And by stop I mean flip a few copious, thumb extended birds in the general direction of Notre Dame's campus while we fly by in the Honey Wagon (TK's Ford Explorer).

Go Hoyas!