Most basketball fans understand March Madness. Sixty-eight teams from 31 conferences competing in 67 total games. It’s the Sweet Sixteen, Elite Eight, Final Four and ultimately one National Champion.
The Bona Wolf leads cheers at the Bonnies Big Dance send-off
To be a Bonnie means March Madness is a whole lot crazier this year. It’s 707 miles and nearly 12 hours of travel each way. It’s two days of skipped classes and $63 for a game ticket. It’s five people packed in a tiny car and eight into a low-rent hotel room and innumerable bank accounts drained, all for one game.
Many people probably think that is a little dramatic. But most people don’t know what it means to be a Bonnie.
For most basketball fans, St. Bonaventure is a Catholic university in Western New York. It’s a liberal arts school with around 2,000 students. It’s cold, snowy and in the middle of nowhere. It had a good basketball program in the ‘70s and a huge scandal in the 2000s. It’s a team that hasn’t done much in a while.
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