When sport is one day something taught in history books by our AI-governed future psuedostate, we’ll look back at the comical bloat of Wednesday night’s Big Ten Tournament opener in Manhattan as the moment someone smart with money finally looked up and said, “What exactly the fuck are we doing here?”
Minnesota and Rutgers, two schools with zero cultural or meaningful connection that are nearly 1,200 miles apart by land, playing conference tournament basketball, on a Wednesday, in February, in a state and arena where no teams in that said conference exist.
This quote, from a comically sad Washington Post piece on a scalper’s Wednesday night outside the Big Ten Tournament, perhaps sums it all up best.