Like virtually every little boy who grew up in the 50's, 60's, the dream of course was to one day follow in the footsteps of The Mick, Say Hey or Hammerin' Hank. Dreams like that are utopic, at best, and 99.9% fail.
Perhaps we can't follow that dream, but Sports, in general, play such a huge role in society. We pick, develop favorites. We fill our chest of drawers with black and gold, crimson and blue, purple, Royal blue and in the Winter, we maybe wear red on Friday.
We decorate our walls, our Chistmas wish lists, our man caves (AND she sheds), and our hopes - with our favorites.
We go through life, sporting events in exultation or, the hurt of a dog. We raz our friends, we swallow humble pie.
We disregard, skip over articles of ne'er-do-wells (every aspect of society has a few), and we marvel at those that are wonderful, role-modeling folks.
Geez Louise, I just might fill up a drawer in my dresser with purple.
Jerome Tang, minutes before he was to coach the biggest game in his career, sought and found a silent corridor to call and express his sorrow to the parents of a K-State student who recently expired in a car wreck. He told no one of this phone call. Earlier, on campus, he'd gone to the student's sorority house to share dinner and express his condolences to them.
A purple pattern continued. Quite a few years ago, I had a friend who's son had a horrific work accident in Columbia, MO, and was hospitalized there. The mom had written then K-State football coach Bill Snyder, shared of her son's love for "all things K-State', included the hospital's mailing address in hopes of the coach mailing a decal, football calendar, or best case, a short note. A week or so later, K-State traveled to Columbia for a Saturday game versus MU. Late evening, the night before the game, Coach Snyder walked into the young man's hospital room for a wonderful, uplifting visit. He told no one.
Sports are all about everything in life..
Like many abbreviations today (TIA, IMO, BOGO, YOLO) I'm old and I have to look the dang things up. All through this basketball tourney I've seen EMAW (in purple) repeatedly. OK, I give, I looked it up....
'Every Man A Wildcat'....
It's all our hope we all have the heart of a Wildcat.
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