Been a UConn fan as far back as The Yankee Conference days. The ups the downs, the good times the bad. The day we beat Syracuse for our first Big East Championship I was watching at the local watering hole. I was squeezed on both shoulders by the owner as he said your going to break my peanut machine. Not realizing what I was doing as the game wound down I had a beer sloshing in one hand and uncontrollably shaking the machine with the other as tears ran down my cheeks. Once we made it big time I never got quite so emotional.
Stanley transcended being a player on the basketball team, he was for many fans an open book on life and how hard it is for some. His enthusiastic play and athletic abilities obvious but the off the court story so often in the public's eye had many more than myself rooting for him in all facets of life.
Heart felt condolences to his family, friends, former team mates, coaches and all of UConn Nation may he RIP.
Today tears ran down my cheeks, no ground breaking win, rather a tragic loss.