In the North end zone, but well to the right of the goal post, sophomore in college, shitfaced and delious.
Nobody took a breath the entire game. Then when Iowa began the last drive the tension was as palpable as I've ever witnessed at Kinnick. We had just been through this two weeks earlier against Sparty, but that was tame by comparison.
Early in that final drive Long threw a pass that should have been intercepted by Brad Cochran, and from our vantage point it looked like he did. We died inside...for about five seconds.
Waiting out the two time outs seemed to take hours. It was like come on, our botas were empty, we had more partying to do.
It would have been a shame to lose that game after dominating the yardage and time of possession the way we did. We just could not shake loose with a big play. Michigan had an unbelievable defense in terms of not allowing touchdowns and they ended up keeping us out of the end zone as well, and Illinois the next week. Perhaps Michigan should have gone for the jugular when they last had the ball, but Bo was probably thinking that a field goal would put them up four and put us to bed.
We will never know.