I was violently ill on Sunday. It was the kind of flu that makes you feel like you’ll die and afraid you won’t. At around 11a I told Joel that I would try to watch the game so I could contribute something to the postgame coverage. At 4pm I woke up to a Xavier loss and the first game I hadn’t listened to or seen in nearly a decade. My first thought wasn’t of disappointment, though, but rather that it may have been a relief.
This has not been a good season for Xavier. The team is going nowhere of any import, isn’t improving as the season goes, and isn’t loaded with young players getting blooded.