The day before the game I will lead the Hawkeyes out on to the floor. I'll have Ellingson get on Baer's shoulders and I'll hand him a tape measure. With the aid of another Hawkeye - thinking about Gesell at this point - I'll have them measure the height of the rim.
When the players confirm the rims at the Final Four are the same as back at lil' ol CHA, they'll kick my a$$ sideways for doing that corny Hoosiers routine on them.
If we win the Big Ten, or advance to the Final Four, I think I'll just take half a day or so to think about the last time and the 35,36,37 years since it last happened. I'd like to go find that fellow I was and tell him to appreciate it more than he did.