bballbeadle
Woman of a certain age
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It has been said that: "It's not what happens to you. It's what you think about what happens to you." And therein lies the essential dilemma of every passionate SU fan. We don't know what to think. The feelings are a piece of cake! We are furious, sad, happy, bewildered, mournful, excited, etc. One thing we are not is indifferent. But how do we cope with something that has turned us inside out and upside down? I don't think it's hyperbole to say that this event has been cataclysmic.
The world is beautiful, but the world is hard. We cope by bonding: with family, friends, countries and teams. By our bonding, we know who we are. It becomes part of our identity, and I would even say it goes to our very soul. We are Orange. We are Big East. The memories we carry of all our teams and all those games go deep, don't they? Those experiences have helped create who we are today. I have family, children, friends, an interesting career, hobbies. It's not like I need to identify with a sports team so I'll have something to talk about! But I am also Orange, and it runs deep, and it runs true.
So, this is probably the last year of being Big East. It's the last of something fantastic, and something that I now know I took for granted. I know that all of us have had the conversation: would you rather die instantly, or be given time before you die? For myself, I have always answered that I would want time. Time to say good-bye, time to appreciate the things in my life, time to take it all in. I plan to savor this last basketball season. I may even feel nostalgic about playing DePaul for the last time!
The only thing constant is change. I don't like change, but somehow I will adjust. I will reconcile my rampaging feelings to the reality of the day. Who knows what the future will bring. But in this present moment, I am Orange, I am Big East, and these are the good old days.
The world is beautiful, but the world is hard. We cope by bonding: with family, friends, countries and teams. By our bonding, we know who we are. It becomes part of our identity, and I would even say it goes to our very soul. We are Orange. We are Big East. The memories we carry of all our teams and all those games go deep, don't they? Those experiences have helped create who we are today. I have family, children, friends, an interesting career, hobbies. It's not like I need to identify with a sports team so I'll have something to talk about! But I am also Orange, and it runs deep, and it runs true.
So, this is probably the last year of being Big East. It's the last of something fantastic, and something that I now know I took for granted. I know that all of us have had the conversation: would you rather die instantly, or be given time before you die? For myself, I have always answered that I would want time. Time to say good-bye, time to appreciate the things in my life, time to take it all in. I plan to savor this last basketball season. I may even feel nostalgic about playing DePaul for the last time!
The only thing constant is change. I don't like change, but somehow I will adjust. I will reconcile my rampaging feelings to the reality of the day. Who knows what the future will bring. But in this present moment, I am Orange, I am Big East, and these are the good old days.