The consensus seems to be that 2016 was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year.
That is, unless you’re a Villanova fan. In which case it was, to paraphrase Yes singer Jon Anderson, something beautiful, amazing, wonderful, extraordinarily beautiful.
You see the difference a little perspective makes? It doesn’t matter what kind of year it was. What matters is what kind of year we’re going to have. We are hoopheads, after all. We don’t despair when the ball drops. Rather, we remain hopeful because we know it’s going to bounce back up.
And so, as the calendar turns to 2017, it is time to revisit a tradition as storied and celebrated as the Times Square ball drop, only this time without the Mariah Carey turnover.