Ha. Sounds like my morning after our 08 Oklahoma game. We had tickets on Row 1, 50 yard line directly behind the Oklahoma bench. That level of the stadium is like being in a different world with private bars, private shiitters, and private hookers. We consumed an incredible amount of beer during the game (and prior), stayed for all the post game celebrations, and finally stumbled into our room around 3 am. Alarm goes off at 4 am because I have a 5:30 FLL to Jax flight because I had to be at work at 7am. I didn’t puke, but that was the most nauseated I have ever been. I held the barf bag to my face the entire time, was whiter than a ghost, and probably sweated out several gallons of beer on that 45 minute flight. And still got to work on time. Sure, I looked and smelled like a drunk, homeless bum. But that game was worth it.