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I sat in the passenger seat of a silent car ride back from Nashville, trying to both process what I’d just witnessed and how to somehow articulate what my feelings are without using language that will get me fired.
Hours after getting home, it’s the middle of the night, I’ve not slept, and it remains as impossible for me to completely express how I feel as it is for me to comprehend what went into a collapse that resulted in the worst loss in the history of the University of Cincinnati basketball program.
I’ll try my best to do both.
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