For the #3 seed Purdue Boilermakers and Coach Painter, March has been a month of empty promises, of almost theres, of hunting the promised land, long rebounds, and subsequently, every time to this point, the ultimate disappointment.
It’s cliche to mention the unmentionables anymore. The floater against Virginia. Haas’s elbow against Cal St. Fullerton. North Texas. Chris Beard. Since 1980, the Purdue Boilermakers have been collecting ghosts and skeletons and disappointments and filling their closets.
They’ve succeeded and won, a lot, and each win itself seems to add a certain weight. At what point does each win become enough?