I envy every person who will attend the game tomorrow. I especially envy the students who have attended games over the past couple of years, but will tomorrow experience for the first time the atmosphere that has made GIA famous in the past An hour before the game tips off the student section will begin to fill. A chorus of boos will rain down on the boomers when they first take the floor to shoot. An ever louder roar will erupt upon the first appearance of the good guys. Watch the players from both teams get their first exposure to the true meaning of bedlam, as neither team has ever experienced same. As game time nears and the entire arena begins to fill, there will be an electric buzz that will continue to grow right up to the announcement of the starters. When the band plays the inevitable anthem ending with the chant "We're going to beat the hell out of you" just before tip, the first physical affect of the noise will be felt. For the first time in years you will not be able to hear the names of the players from OSU in the introduction. The officials will look at each other and know that their ability to communicate will be compromised all day by the noise. When the first shot is made by OSU the entire arena will erupt. The first turnover by OU and the dunk which follows will bring pain to your ears. Look to your left and right and you will see people, old and young, who have sat on their hands for years yelling and pointing at the losers in red. As the game nears its end and the inevitable result becomes apparent the noise will begin to roll over you in waves. You will high five strangers who are now like you sold on the impact of this great arena. As you leave the game remember the goosebumps this environment brought and bank this memory. As we now know there is no guarantee it will last. On Sunday after your ears stop ringing promise yourself a return trip for KU. Make sure that we extend the return of the old girl just one more game.