Hoosier Pride...many people have told me that I do not have it. It's sad, and partially true.
When enrolling to come to IU, I scheduled classes, got free food and t-shirts and, of course charged football season tickets to the lovely Bursar Account. Thinking that I would register for basketball tickets later, I slipped the thought from my mind. Worst mistake a freshman could do.
As the first weeks of school blew by, I enjoyed each football game I attended. Tailgating, sweating under the beating sun while screaming on the Hoosiers; it was a great IU fall. In the last game of the season, we saluted our players goodbye...waiting to welcome our basketball gods back into our life. I was pumped...until I remembered the horrible, most embarrassing moment of my Orientation: saying NO to the purchase of season basketball tickets.
Tears streamed down my face after reading the email from the Athletics Office, declining my efforts to purchase any last minute tickets. I awaited outside the doors of Assembly Hall as my friends, professors, and alumni skipped to their assigned seats, filling up the sold out games. Sure, I solitarily watched the game on TV, but it wasn't the same. I imagined flaying around the huge head of Lady Gaga and getting John Mellencamp's signature, instead of sitting on my bed eating chips. My status of IU Hoosier didn't feel right. The night of the glorious IU vs Kentucky game, as the winning shot soared into the basket, I vowed never to make the same mistake again.
Best advice I, fellow freshman to you, incoming freshman, BUY SEASON BASKETBALL TICKETS!
I managed to find a few spare tickets landing me two games out of the season. As a sad outsider, please take my advice. Fork out some money, put on that IU jersey, and cheer on the Hoosier basketball team. Even though Cody Zeller doesn't know who you are, you are there filling a seat and cheering him onto victory. Go Hoosiers!