Saturday night's alright.

So Saturday after the game, I was excited to go see what would happen on Broad Street even though we lost. I watched the game at my boyfriend’s house and quickly walked to get to the commotion. I was bummed that their run was over and there would be no more games to be really connected to. But after going the long way to get to the action, we made it. People were chanting “Fuck Butler!” and “Final Four!”  It was nice to hear that people were still excited. People were lighting fireworks left and right. Beer was pouring on everyone from spraying cans, while toilet paper was twirling through the sky. I saw a guy climb a street light. And then got scared when another guy was trying to join him. It was fun to be around that much energy.