Monday November 16, 2015

Flyers Basketball

By Noelle Jacobs

My senior year of high school I was walking down the hallway with my junior year American Literature teacher, who was also the athletic director. As we were walking, he turned to me and asked, “Hey, where are you going to school next year…have you decided yet?” and with excitement, I said “University of Dayton.” And without a blink, he responded with “Ah, you’re gonna be a Flyer!” This conversation is really only significant because I remember two things about it very clearly. The first was the awful pun I made following his statement about how I was ready to rise to the occasion. The second was that I remember very clearly being surprised that he even knew that Dayton existed. Since I’m from the Seattle area, Dayton really holds no significance to us. There’s UW and Gonzaga that are much more often the topics of conversation, so when I would tell people where I was going to school, they had no idea where Dayton, Ohio was, or that it even existed in the first place. So naturally, I was confused as to how he knew so quickly. I realized later on it was because he, being the athletic director, was very up to date with all of the latest happenings in the sports world and remembered the Flyers’ success in the NCAA tournament the year prior.

Needless to say, I wasn’t prepared for the hype that surrounds our basketball team. When the games started approaching, we received emails from our Red Scare leader about the cheers that would be yelled from the stands and other logistical matters regarding the game. I remember thinking “is it really that big of a deal?” And the answer to that question was easily answered for me after attending my first game. The arena was full, screams and cheers bounced off the walls, and we stood the entire time as we excitedly rallied behind our team. It was fun and exhausting all at once, but after the game, I understood. Unfortunately, I didn’t attend very many more games last year because I always told myself I was too busy or had too much homework. Because of this, I told myself that this year, I would buy my season ticket voucher and go to as many games as I could.

After being repeatedly reminded by roommate, I bought my voucher, and despite my exhaustion from a long week of classes, I found myself headed to the first game of the season. It took me awhile to get into it because, like I said, I was exhausted, but once everything started, I was pumped. The blue and red lights flashed as our team ran onto the court, we cheered as they announced the players, and then when the game started, we jumped and yelled and clapped for a long time as our team made basket after basket. There’s something about the feeling you get at a game. Once the cheers start, you immediately feel a part of something and it is pretty awesome. Go Flyers!

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