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The last time I was invested in an NCAA Tournament Cinderella Run, I was 18-years-old and traveling four hours south from Dallas to watch Loyola play its Final Four matchup in San Antonio. Coming from a family of alumni, I was brought into the madness by association.
That was it, until this year — up in one of our Pittsburgh hotel rooms, I stayed up late into the night with the other Phoenix sports editors and Rambler Sports Locker producers watching St. Peter’s University knock off the University of Kentucky March 17.
My mom was immediately obsessed with the fact there could be a team called the Peacocks and texted me all about it.