Let Champaign-Urbana henceforth be known as
Graveyard of the Spartans.
What a win. What a visible demonstration of the strength of our heart.
Eh, not fuh nothin, but some of y’all owe Matthew Mayer some flowers, a box of chocolates, and a foot rub.
In the first phase of the game, the force in each one of Mayer’s blocks felt like direct responses to all of his haters and sour faced critics in our fan base. No one should ever question his defensive effort or commitment to Illini victory ever again.
p.s. if you cloned you about 10, 12 Dain Dainjas, you could rule the streets of any city in America.
Glory to the Illini.