Do you ever have those times when you feel like the Universe is totally against you. Those are the times when everything goes the opposite of what would make you just a little happier, just a little more connected, just a little more noticed.
I think my kids are feeling that way right now. Villanova just lost in the round of 32 in the NCAA tournament. I know, it’s not that bid of a deal but we are basketball family and both of our kids go to Villanova. This is my son’s freshman year and after watching the hoopla of last year’s championship game, he was so ready to be part of a University with a winning team. He has been cheering them on all season in hopes of a good tournament run. None of us really felt like they could win it all, but we were hoping for a good run.
And my poor daughter, she is senior at Nova. Last year she was studying abroad in the spring and missed out on the entire season and the big win. She didn’t even watch the final game as she couldn’t find a way to stream it to her little room in London at 3:00 in the morning. All of her friends road tripped to Texas for the final two games, school was closed for a day to celebrate, there was a parade in downtown Philly, fireworks on campus at night. She missed all of that.
There will be no celebrating this year. I am sure they both feel more than just a little deflated. They wanted to be part of the Nation, part of that shared experience of being champions. It’s hard to not feel like the Universe purposely left you out.
Why is it that those intense celebrations of a moment bind us in a way that those who aren’t present get left out? The power of the ‘remember when?” is pretty strong. I wish I could find the words to make both of my kids feel better today.