zls44
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Well, we joked for years that Pitt never made an impact in March...so they only took away the best thing we had.
It's gone. Five days at The Garden. That week. All the fans from the other teams. The little school bars all around it. The surprising upset you'd always get on Tue/Wed/Thurs. The other cheerleaders and bands. Grabbing a train in, seeing all the other UConn fans on it, running up the steps from Penn Station into MSG. Grabbing tickets for the next round off the disappointed fans from the schools that get upset. Seeing the crowd get behind teams like Rutgers and South Florida. Moving down into better seats if you had to bum cheap ones and picking a random team to root for in a game like Seton Hall-Marquette.
Now everything spreads out. Pitt and SU go one way, Louisville and WVU could go another. UConn might go with two of them, might not. Could have Kansas...but Iowa State, too. There will still be great teams in conference, good wins, tough losses. But I know damn well, that the first week of every March, no matter what happens, no matter what arena, in whatever city, in who knows what state that UConn/SU/Pitt/GTown fans walk into, they're going to think of something else.
They're going to think of the Big East Tournament at Madison Square Garden. They're going to think of how special it was. About the crowds, the electricity, the high level of intensity/skill in every game, even involving the BAD teams.
They'll/we'll probably think about it during their first round game, on a Tuesday afternoon, in some nondescript arena in front of 4,500. When they realize that, with all the money, they also turned into everyone else, too. Just another conference tournament game that happens for the sake of happening. An existence, but nothing more. Think of Ray Liotta's final lines from Goodfellas, and you'll understand what I'm getting at.
I don't give a damn how sappy this sounds/is. It was the most amazing thing in the world, as a fan, to be a part of. Nothing else can be the same.
It's amazing how it only seemed to get better with age/more teams, too. Anyone really want to ever complain about how teams on Tuesday have no business being there? After what UConn did? After watching Villanova's piece-du-resistance collapse against USF? Did you see how happy USF was to win that game? You think the 13 seed upsetting the 9 seed in Greensboro is going to care like that? Nothing like it. Not even close. Not even in the same zip code.
And it makes me incredibly sad. Dave Gavitt gave us all something wonderful, something truly special. Part of me is happy that he didn't have to suffer seeing it destroyed in such a cowardly way.
It's gone. Five days at The Garden. That week. All the fans from the other teams. The little school bars all around it. The surprising upset you'd always get on Tue/Wed/Thurs. The other cheerleaders and bands. Grabbing a train in, seeing all the other UConn fans on it, running up the steps from Penn Station into MSG. Grabbing tickets for the next round off the disappointed fans from the schools that get upset. Seeing the crowd get behind teams like Rutgers and South Florida. Moving down into better seats if you had to bum cheap ones and picking a random team to root for in a game like Seton Hall-Marquette.
Now everything spreads out. Pitt and SU go one way, Louisville and WVU could go another. UConn might go with two of them, might not. Could have Kansas...but Iowa State, too. There will still be great teams in conference, good wins, tough losses. But I know damn well, that the first week of every March, no matter what happens, no matter what arena, in whatever city, in who knows what state that UConn/SU/Pitt/GTown fans walk into, they're going to think of something else.
They're going to think of the Big East Tournament at Madison Square Garden. They're going to think of how special it was. About the crowds, the electricity, the high level of intensity/skill in every game, even involving the BAD teams.
They'll/we'll probably think about it during their first round game, on a Tuesday afternoon, in some nondescript arena in front of 4,500. When they realize that, with all the money, they also turned into everyone else, too. Just another conference tournament game that happens for the sake of happening. An existence, but nothing more. Think of Ray Liotta's final lines from Goodfellas, and you'll understand what I'm getting at.
I don't give a damn how sappy this sounds/is. It was the most amazing thing in the world, as a fan, to be a part of. Nothing else can be the same.
It's amazing how it only seemed to get better with age/more teams, too. Anyone really want to ever complain about how teams on Tuesday have no business being there? After what UConn did? After watching Villanova's piece-du-resistance collapse against USF? Did you see how happy USF was to win that game? You think the 13 seed upsetting the 9 seed in Greensboro is going to care like that? Nothing like it. Not even close. Not even in the same zip code.
And it makes me incredibly sad. Dave Gavitt gave us all something wonderful, something truly special. Part of me is happy that he didn't have to suffer seeing it destroyed in such a cowardly way.