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Message: [QUOTE="superjohn, post: 4853620, member: 1522"] My first memories of getting into basketball was the 88-89 season, Cliff's senior season. My dad was a basketball junkie and got me into it. Most vivid memories were watching Seton Hall get screwed in the national championship against Michigan, it felt devastating watching those final seconds. The next season was the dream season and my dad who was originally from Jersey City got swept up in UConn, we watched all the games and it was a huge deal when we took out those loaded Georgetown and Syracuse teams and won the Big East... Fast forward to the final seconds of the sweet 16 game...I started crying when Clemson took the lead and the game was over. Went from crying to running around the house screaming with my dad and older brothers. We went out to eat to celebrate the victory and pops told me to never cry during the game and the game isn't ever over, I pointed out to him that he was freaking out that the game was over and he kept saying they ' blew it. They lost to Duke in heartbreaking fashion the next game but I was hooked for life. I watched basically every UConn game and every Knicks game with him from that point on until I moved away. Amazing seasons with those Calhoun teams and Pat Reilly teams but they always ended up in crushing disappointment. It seemed like UConn could never get over the hump and reach their first final 4 and the Knicks could never beat Jordan. Knicks finally had their chance with Jordan leaving for baseball and then Starks went 2-18 against the Rockets in game 7. My dad said the Knicks would never win a championship again in his lifetime and he was right but we got to share 4 UConn national championships together which seemed like some ridiculous fantasy when we both got hooked on UConn hoops. [/QUOTE]

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