Watching the Royals game tonight reminds me of 1985-1986, the greatest sports year of my life. I was new to KU in '85 from Illinois. I knew little of KU basketball. I did know baseball however and with my roommates took to the Royals at least a little. Watched the games all the way to the Joquin Andujar meltdown in game 7 of the series, brought to you by, ahem, Mr. Denkinger. Glad for the Royals to win that memorable series. (I actually spent grades k-6 in New Jersey and watched WIllie Wilson play football for 3 years. He was phenomenal at football, totally dominated the very good team in our town on Thanksgiving morning those 3 years. Rival games in NJ were played on Thanksgiving morning around 9 or 10 AM!)
Well by that time it was clear my Bears were in the midst of something very special It was great fun to watch. Of course in the middle of football season basketball starts. I attended my first late night, amazed at the atmosphere and bought my tickets. I didn't miss a game!
The Bears finish off their run and the Hawks were just dominating everyone, beating eventual NC TWICE in the regular season. Dallas here we come! Even the regional games were memorable. We beat MSU and then get Jimmy V in the regional final. The clock stops at Kemper, Brown gets T-d, which somehow helps us comeback in the last several minutes FF bound.
Somehow Duke, ranked #1 and KU ranked #2 draw each other in the semi's, Louisville had to knock off the highest seed to make a final four LSU. The refs took the game over, that's my version anyways, and maybe for the first time we were seeing the Dukification of college basketball. 26 whistles against KU, just 14 against Duke, and yet we were still in control until Archie got hurt, putting kind of a bitter end to the greatest year in sports.