Todd C. was at Pat O'Brien's on Bourbon Street and shot some video at game's end that represents the only touching moment in the bar's history that did not involve Rohypnol. He writes in an e-mail:

Hard to make out much, but Rachel Nichols is above us on the balcony doing a live feed segment for ESPN (you can see the bright camera lights after the camera pans past the flaming water fountain).

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p.s. Those aren't tears at the end; they're something more manly that I can't think of right now.

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