Every Boston College Men’s Basketball preseason feels like the same Groundhog Day-esque, déjà vu, perfunctory routine. The freedom of summer and subsequent festivities of football season banish last season’s disappointment to some back corner of my mind. As a result, I simply remember that the prior campaign was disappointing. I forget the specifics of why.
But a new season brings a new crop of promising freshmen, assumed progress for returning players, and many other additions to the roster. So I impose whatever optimism I can muster onto their shoulders. “Surely,” I think as I ignore the gaping positional holes and uncertainties plaguing the roster, “we’ll at least be a little better than last year.