My mood is 10 times better than I thought it would be. 8-4 Illini football is the stuff of dreams for me, and I'm so content inside that dream. Here's my thoughts from the field right after the game. 

This one is less than eight minutes long. I finally found a place out of the wind and recorded some thoughts. 

I'm only posting this because I've posted a From The Stands after every game since 2010. So I feel obligated. But this is just 26 minutes of a devastated guy processing emotions and making everything all about how bad he feels. I already hate every second of it.

But I promised to make these as raw as possible, and this is me being raw immediately after the game. This one HURTS. 

Ouch. 

Nathan (who writes the Postscript article every Monday on the site) and I discuss the 7-1 Illini. I want to type that again. Nathan and I discuss The University Of Illinois Fighting Illini, a football team with a 7-1 record on the season. 7-1. 

This is what we’ve been waiting for. 

Now, when I say "youngest son", he's 27. So don't get to thinking this is me recording a podcast episode with a nine year-old. But we're driving from Idaho to Lincoln, Nebraska today. So we decided to hit record. 

Me losing my mind in the northwest stair tower immediately after the game. 

Martin and I have had so many conversations after games as I would drive back to St. Louis after yet another loss. So this one flips the script. He's driving this time, and we're talking about the #24 Illini. 

OK so this is maybe the zaniest one yet. And I don't have much of a voice. So just... please forgive me for being me. But we're 5-1 and I'm losing my mind.