This feels just like a Boyz II Men song from the early-to-mid '90's.
We had each other, and then that beautiful thing we shared was gone.
Squashed out like the flame at the end of a candle stick.
You see, you told us that one time that "it's a great day to be a Badger."
And when you accused Urban Meyer of playing dirty pool, we just shook our heads and sighed.
But still... That scorn, that hate, that admonishment in our heart.
That was just for you and for no one else.
Now we're stuck sitting in this partially filled bubble bath with the lights out drinking wine.
Wondering what is and what could've been.
And as you head down to coach that team we beat in a bowl now forgotten by both time and the NCAA.
We wonder if things can ever be the same between us.
They say if you love someone, you've got to learn to let them go.
We'll see, Bret, BB. We'll see.