It's been a few years since I posted this question, and there are a lot of new members, so thought it'd be fun to hear about our war stories again and maybe a few new ones.
Mine was in high school and my (admittedly smaller and younger) UofL fan neighbor came knocking at the door *immediately* after the '83 tourney game against the cards had ended. Like, the echo of the final buzzer hadn't even faded. I was not in the mood and he was there only to gloat, so I picked him up and slammed him into the wall. My mom had to pull me off him before it went too far. I know...I was young and stupid, but it happened. Haven't had any such experiences as an adult.
Mine was in high school and my (admittedly smaller and younger) UofL fan neighbor came knocking at the door *immediately* after the '83 tourney game against the cards had ended. Like, the echo of the final buzzer hadn't even faded. I was not in the mood and he was there only to gloat, so I picked him up and slammed him into the wall. My mom had to pull me off him before it went too far. I know...I was young and stupid, but it happened. Haven't had any such experiences as an adult.