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We lost the big game. Yes, we lost. We were on the wrong side of the final score and our dreams of winning a NCAA National Championship in men's basketball. The loss was a disappointment for the players, our students, alumni, campus community and the city.
SNL ridiculed the deeply flawed system that allows athletes to attend college and even receive degrees without receiving an education. We found the skit to be entertaining, but deeply disturbing. Putting academic integrity before athletic success shouldn't be a late night punchline.
Andrew Harrison isn't even six months past being a teenager. Why is he required to table all of the emotions he must be experiencing and answer questions for the profiteers who enjoy the benefits of his labor, win or lose?
Of course, a pitcher of beer and a basket of wings can only add to the excitement.
March Madness is in full swing, and millions of college students have conducted more intense research in completing their brackets than they likely will be willing to do in completing their courses, and they will be glued to their mobile devices for the latest live updates.
I was not always sports literate and I'm not a sports stats person. But I fell in love with sports because of its power to develop people, the analogies to business challenges, the power for societal good, and its ability to bridge across divides, to bring together people from diverse backgrounds.
Now let me be clear. I am a fan of basketball, a big fan. I have several reasons why I love the sport more than football, but not more than hockey. I love this time of year.
We were both on the brink of achieving our dreams -- his was a huge, national one, mine was a clichéd, personal one -- but there are threads of similarity in our struggles. However, what makes us different is that he has stopped chasing the ghost of his pre-injury life. I have not.
Tis the season of the bracket buster, the upset story, the Cinderella team. Tis the season when we turn on the TV rooting for no one and, in the final seconds, find ourselves shouting for a team we know nearly nothing about.
After spending several Marchs in front of a television, I have finally come to a conclusion about sports: I love the underdog.
This year, Simon's Fund will be in Indianapolis with Giving Hearts a Hand, the John Stewart Foundation, Play for Jake Foundation and Riley Hospital for Children at IU Health to provide free heart screenings for high school students in Marion County.
Coach Harbaugh's multi-million dollar deal is just more proof that college sports are big business. It is another reason why college athletes, particularly college football players and basketball players, should be getting paid.
Instead of bracketing off college experience as foolishness, we should take what happens at college more seriously: we should condemn those who act stupidly, and we should aspire to the better world that students imagine as part of a higher education aimed at the public good.
It's time to usher in the annual rite of spring known as March Madness. While Cinderella grabs millions at the box office, a record number of small-screen viewers will be on the lookout for another kind of Cinderella who can prevent the Kentucky Coronation.
It's a manifest of American modernity, of technology and testing and the other trappings of progress, that signals the fading of the American pastime as we look further to the past for a game invented by our land's original inhabitants that is needed now more than ever.