For a long time I’ve fantasized about how the last score of years might have been for Louisville basketball, had Tom Jurich swung and missed on Rick Pitino, and been able to sign his second choice.
Jay Wright.
Whom I will get to in a moment.
First, a for personal story for context. How such a delusion worked out for me in the past.
Thus, I start with . . .
. . . Cindy Turner.
Whom I met in the 7th grade, immediately falling into what would prove to be the eternally unrequited morass of a major crush.