And when I did get sleep, I had this "nightmare", which I swear on my grandmother's grave is what I had pass through my head this week.
It was a vision of some office - nobody's office, really, just the type of sunny, airy office that only exists in the world of dreams.
In it were Lehigh head coach Andy Coen, offensive coordinator Dave Cecchini, and myself.
Both men were grim. There were going over game film of a blowout loss to Bucknell.
As each lowlight hit the computer monitor, coach Coen and coach Cecchini would just get angrier and angrier - and would look sideways at me, as if I, somehow, were really to blame.
What was kind of funny was that even though I'd had this psychic dream of Lehigh getting crushed by Bucknell this Saturday, I still didn't believe it could actually happen.
Waking up on Saturday, I saw no reason to believe that my dream would in any way be indicative of what would actually happen. I actually talked myself out of it - chalking it up to stress, the job, the long season. Lehigh will win, I told myself. It's what always happens when Lehigh plays Bucknell.
After all, Lehigh was 6-1, No. 15 in the country, and had just played their best game of the season last weekend against Georgetown. What could possibly go wrong?
Who are you going to believe, what you've been reading the last nine weeks, or some stupid "nightmare"?
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