“Cryin’ on the City of New Orleans.”
“Villanova, ’Heels make the final tale.”
“Fifty fans and fifteen restless players.”
“Three assistants and twenty-nine wins that fail.”
“All along the southbound odyssey.”
“The train derailed at Mad City.”
“Rollin’ to lousy tourney fields.”
“Passin’ teams that have no names.”
“Fraid from years of fold-back games.”
“And the graveyards of the rusted Boiler wheels.”
“Good Morning, America. How are you?”
“Say, don’t you know me? I’m your native son.”
“I’m the train they call ‘The City of New Orleans.’”
“I’ll be gone to the Final Four when Purdue is done.”
(Apologies to Steve Goodman, Arlo Guthrie, Illinois Central Railroad fans and anyone who’s seen this twice, since I was advised to re-post separate from our swansong thread.)
FYI …
Nov. 20 -- Purdue 93, North Carolina 84
Nov. 21 -- Purdue 80, Villanova 74
“Villanova, ’Heels make the final tale.”
“Fifty fans and fifteen restless players.”
“Three assistants and twenty-nine wins that fail.”
“All along the southbound odyssey.”
“The train derailed at Mad City.”
“Rollin’ to lousy tourney fields.”
“Passin’ teams that have no names.”
“Fraid from years of fold-back games.”
“And the graveyards of the rusted Boiler wheels.”
“Good Morning, America. How are you?”
“Say, don’t you know me? I’m your native son.”
“I’m the train they call ‘The City of New Orleans.’”
“I’ll be gone to the Final Four when Purdue is done.”
(Apologies to Steve Goodman, Arlo Guthrie, Illinois Central Railroad fans and anyone who’s seen this twice, since I was advised to re-post separate from our swansong thread.)
FYI …
Nov. 20 -- Purdue 93, North Carolina 84
Nov. 21 -- Purdue 80, Villanova 74
