Screamed very loud in a pretty empty sports bar and had a few odd looks from a few of the Iowa patrons there. But I didn't care. I gave my waitress a hug when she came over to give me my check. Not joking.
Champion status.
I jumped around and screamed and high fived some of the guys around me and spilled some pop on the floor in my excitement. I watched the last few plays and the first down that ended the game, then ran for paper towels to clean it up.