You know what makes me sad? That this team actually is a vital part of some people's lives and, for those people, it is a rare source of joy and a distraction from the challenges they face.
I remember my father telling me in 1987 that Calhoun was a good coach and that this was going to be a good team. That was my freshman year and he was battling cancer. He loved watching those teams play and it was a distraction from what he was going through. He didn't live long enough to even see the dream season.
My wife's grandfather was a big fan of both the men and the women. He was a tough WWII vet that landed on Normandy. He did get to see both teams win championships. And when he was battling cancer, the games and our conversations about those games were a distraction for him. It really brought happiness into his life, if even temporarily.
The women are still a source of happiness for those who are fans and are going through tough times. But the men are not. That's the sad part.