Why I write
In the past, I’ve been asked by friends how I decided to start writing and I have been wanting to do a piece explaining why. Kansas winning the National Championship last night gives me a great excuse to start the explanation off, so here it is.
There’s definitely value in starting and being a part of conversations with thoughtful people, so putting my ideas into a blog post here on Lawrence.com is something I enjoy for the potential discussions and debates that can come as a result. But in addition to that, the main reason I initially started writing is because I like having archived and time-stamped proof that on a certain day I was thinking and caring about a certain topic. When I blog on politics or current events, informing people about something is always a goal, but in a selfish way, I really just like the idea of documenting my opinion on an issue so that many years later I can point to that and prove I cared and even did something – even if it was just typing up a few sentences. I’ve had friends and family members tell me that some of my writing has led them to really reexamine their own beliefs on an issue and that makes it all worth doing.
I also get a great deal of comfort knowing that I’m leaving a trail of ideas and thoughts and making a historical record of what I thought was important in the world. Keeping track of and elaborating on some of my favorite or most-inspired moments is hopefully something my future children and grandchildren will appreciate reading someday.
That’s getting off the subject at-hand, but with that being said, if my kid ever asks me “What did you think of the game with Mario and the Miracle 3″, I’ll have this post to point them to.
Thoughts on The Game
While there is surely much more informed and analytical coverage of this game out there, I don’t think it’d be possible for me to not chime in and share my thoughts.
Just to explain how I was looking at the game, for me, the North Carolina semi-final game was a bigger deal. Well, that’s not true, at all. But it felt like a bigger deal leading up to the game. Even if we had we lost to Memphis, I would have been able to cope better knowing we had beaten Roy and the Tarheels. And I really like Roy and don’t really dislike or disagree with his decision to leave KU, but the moment Roy left we all started wondering when we’d end up meeting him on the court, so I had been looking forward to this for a long time. Losing to them would have hurt a lot more than losing to a great Memphis team.
How I became a Jayhawk
If you don’t know, I should tell you that I grew up in Lawrence and have always been a Jayhawk. There’s a picture of me somewhere from the day of the parade celebrating the 1988 championship and I’m decked out in Jayhawk attire and have a funny 5-year-old potbelly. The pic is actually in a book of KU basketball history somewhere, as is one of me as a KU freshman posing with the Jayhawk mascot. As a kid in grade school, I remember writing Good Luck and later Congratulation cards to the basketball team when they made it to the tournament. In the summer of ‘92 when my parents decided they wanted to return to their home state of Arkansas, we had some KU basketball players come to our house to help us move our piano and some other heavy furniture. I’m not entirely sure who the players were, but I think it was Steve Woodberry and the Gregs – Gurley and Ostertag. I’m not sure if it was because we had season tickets and were maybe owed a favor by someone in the athletic department or if the players just were wanting to make a little extra money doing odd jobs in the summer, but I’ll always remember that they helped us move and how cool I thought it was that they were in my house. Whomever ‘they’ actually were.
When I was the new kid in Arkansas, I always wore my KU hats and shirts with pride, though when I look back on it, I see that they were probably more of a security blanket of sorts, something to keep me connected to the only other place I’d ever called home. It was only a few days into the school year before a classmate, Adam, came up to tell me that he liked Kansas too. His dad was an alum and he’d grown up being a fan too. I didn’t realize it then, but moments like that, being connected to complete strangers solely because of a shared love of KU, would be something I’d experience throughout my life.
After high school, I decided I needed to return to Lawrence. The Journalism School is great and I had maintained some incredible friendships with childhood friends that would be attending KU. So in 2001, I returned as a college freshman and that is a decision I will always be happy I made, even if I’m still not sure of all the reasons it was the right thing to do.
A Jayhawk Nation
It seems like every time I take a vacation or business trip that I’ll somehow get connected to a fellow KU fan. Whether they are wearing a KU hat or shirt or they notice that I am, I’m no longer surprised to hear a “Hey, Rock Chalk!” from a complete stranger in an airport. I randomly sat next to a KU student the last time I flew to New York and had someone comment on my KU hat the last time I was in San Francisco. My Jayhawk license plate has led to a few “Hey, Go Hawks!” in store parking lots and at least one honk and thumbs-up from a car on the highway.
I watched all the NCAA Tournament games down here in Arkansas this year and when one of the games wasn’t being shown in our area I rushed to a local sports bar (okay, it was actually a damn Buffalo Wild Wings) and walked in to find 5 or 6 tables of KU fans wearing Crimson and Blue. Yeah, they were all in their sixties or older, but we had a great time drinking beers and eating overpriced chicken.
I don’t know that I can do justice to what that means and I don’t really think it’s that unique to the experience that fans of other schools must have, but it is special. Our school has done incredible things to unite people and make the world a smaller, more inter-connected place. Yeah, that’s a little heady and I don’t mean to make it into a bigger thing than it is, because there are plenty of things that unite people that otherwise wouldn’t have much in common, but looking at all the pictures and video of KU fans watching and celebrating the game in Lawrence, I can’t help but notice the diversity in the faces among the crowds. There aren’t many things that can bring together people from so many different backgrounds and lifestyles like KU basketball does.
I also can’t help but marvel at the crowd that flooded onto Mass Street, not because of the number of people, but because of the lack of destruction and violence. From what I’ve read, the crowd was around 40,000 people and there were only a handful of arrests and no major damage done to property or person*. I don’t think it’s incorrect to speculate that there aren’t many college towns where such a large crowd of boozed up sports fans could come together and not end up in a fog of tear gas and shattered store fronts. The fact that didn’t happen reminds me why I’ve always loved Lawrence.
How do I end this? I could keep adding in little tidbits of thoughts I had over the past week or so about how incredible this team is or how that game was the arguably the best I have ever watched, but that’s all been said already.
One thing that cannot be said enough is how incredible the adversity these kids on our team (and they really are kids, afterall) have shown. If you somehow haven’t heard about the tragedies these players have faced this year, this article sums everything up. It’s amazing that they were able to continue to persevere under those circumstances.
I guess my final thought is this: we already know the talk about what Oklahoma State is going to offer Bill Self to leave and we know it’ll be a lot. And frankly, I’m not convinced that Self shouldn’t take it. Coaching at one’s Alma Mater has to be high up on the list of great honors. And while I think Roy made the right decision the first time, I also think he made the right decision when he left. I can’t decide yet whether Self would be making the wrong or right move by leaving. But, before we get too deep into that debate and allow the shine to rub off this brand new championship, just remember that if Coach Self does decide to leave, it isn’t going to change a single thing about Allen Fieldhouse, Downtown Lawrence or the love people have for KU.
Like our amazing team this year, those things will continue to thrive no matter what they face in the future.
*I’m sad to report that the celebrations weren’t completely void of violence. Misty brings us the news that a nice guy at The Replay was badly beaten and is currently in the hospital. Details here.







