Monday, March 28, 2011

No Joy in Mudville

If you live in Kansas, you are either a Jayhawk or a Wildcat. There is no other option.

Even those of us who work at or graduate from somewhere other than the two Big Universities have to choose a side, and during March those allegiances are tested. Will the Good Guys live up to their talent or will they end up in tears too early, along with the rest of the Wildcat nation? Will the Other Guys prove to be a dominating force as they have all season or will they fold like a cheap suit and take their classy coach down with them? Again?

The answers to these questions are tears, and suit. The former was expected at some point, the latter most assuredly was not. Today even the most ardent Wildcat has to feel a tiny bit of sympathy for the Jayhawks, in spite of the intrastate rivalry and the Jayhawks normally having the most irritatingly superior attitude since the invention of the French waiter.

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright;
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Mudville - mighty Casey has struck out.

Why, yes. I'm a Wildcat. How could you tell?


  1. Shame on you I thought you were better than that. Remember we were still playing ball when only 8 teams in the nation were playing in the NCAA tournament. The joys of being a number seed with only three losses over-all in a season.


  2. Don't forget the State University down the road from you...WSU is in the NIT Semi-finals on Tuesday!!!

  3. I think I'm missing some essential Kansas gene. Although I logged many, many college hours at KU, I'm not really a Jayhawk or a Wildcat. I've always known there was something wrong with me.

  4. Yup, Diane, we're all Shockers today! And Michelle, you obviously are a Wildcat at heart if you've been able to resist the insidious Jayhawk influence. :-)