Dad and I were there. We had friends with tickets who couldn't go to the second game of the weekend. We only got to go if they won in the previous round, which happened courtesy of a Jeff Hornacek last second shot.
The game itself is still one of my most vivid early teen memories. Skinny Ron...
I'm worried, like I am for every game, but you can't keep Lipsey and Mommy down for long. My prediction: They break out of their mini-slumps in a major way, and the Cyclones win by double digits. And I'm a well-known pessimist.