The troll job most of you have missed is the rest of the "good" BE teams don't bring the energy to NYC.
No doubt if UConn, St John's, Nova and Gtown were on top and Seton Hall and PC were decent, the city would be electric.
But Marquette, Creighton, Xavier or Butler just don't get the locals excited to the same degree.
That's the "trap" the troll thinks he's setting.
This is a very solid Yes/No reply.
The Yes part is well on display here.
The No part is no knock on you. I'll try to capture it simply, but I wish I had the decades old, full-page, New Yorker cartoon that made the point so clearly (even elegantly) at the time. If I were certain of the artist, at least some here might instantly picture it, and that would be enough. It might have been Roz Chast. It could have been Stan Mack, but I doubt it. Or even James Stevenson, though certainly not him. Anyway, the point is about New York City, Manhattan-centrically but still.
In multiple illustrated vignettes, a particular event on a particular day in New York was the focus. It was VERY large. It could have been Simon & Garkunkel in Central Park, or the 1979 No Nukes rally on the landfill created by excavation for the original twin towers if the World Trade Center. The latter became the site for Battery Park City, essentially everything along the Hudson River to the west of the then West Side Highway (now West Avenue) from the Chambers Street site of Stuyvesant High School to Battery Park itself. The rally was a mass gathering in the wake of the Three Mile Island partial fire meltdown of a nuclear power plant along the Suswquehann River near Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. It's fair to simply consider this and the S&G concert as one-off gatherings of half a million people that quite naturally reverberated outward from their center, and hugely impacted railroad & other transportation hubs, and were lead stories in the major news outlets. Or, if they were not the lead story, that further proves the point.
Within the full cartoon, there is a quiet scene, perhaps of a quiet Carrol Gardens block of Brooklyn rowhouses where the artist began the day or returned to at its end. The illustrator marvels in commenting how New York so regularly displays the ability to absorb such massive crowds for things that feel so all-encompassing but add up to 'just another thing' in one part of the giant, busy, busy city.
In "fwiw/obviously" Greensboro, the conference tournament isn't the lead story; it's the only story. On 7th Avenue, just south of the Garment District, it's overweight Louisville fans wheeling their luggage toward the least magnificent, third version of "The World's Most Famous Arena," in the consensus "Capital of the World" city, one of many huge and/or worthy happenings on any given day, and, as correctly pointed out, people whose fan passion emanates from sleepy Storrs can drive in less than an hour to a direct train ride of less than an hour for their favorite show, within a specific & larger setting that attracts people from around the world, again on any given day, just as it has in all of our lifetimes. Is that incomprehensibly fetishistic? Only to a person with a a deep, disordered fixation on disrespecting and devaluing what is implicitly claimed (with the repeated use of the first person plural if nothing else) to be his object of loyalty and wishes for success.
Yes, the folks who fly in from Omaha, Milwaukee, Indianapolis, and Cincinnati don't necessarily impress those of us along the Eastern Seaboard (including Amtrak stops in Providence and Newark), they know where they're going, and it isn't Carl Sandburg's "City of Big Shoulders."
For anybody who ventures down to World Financial Center, maybe even a DePaul fan on a day after dreams of victory in the Garden have evaporated.
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