Monday night was special - win or lose.
Not because of Kevin Ware or Siva or because the Cardinals were playing Michigan or that it was the Big East's last chance in the legendary history of the basketball power league to win one.
It was special because way back in 1983 a kid wandered into a gymnasium on the University of Louisville campus and into the closing moments of a Louisville practice. He didn't really even know what the building was other than a campus gym.
He stood there and watched them sweat and run and sweat and run and sweat and run some more. He stood in awe as players he had recently watched take down Kentucky in overtime clashed like mythological heroes come to life on the floor in front of him.
Then as he and another boy stood by watching, Charles Jones and Lancaster Gordon, the Cards' starting center and guard, motioned them onto the floor after practice had concluded and most everyone else had gone and capped off the day with a game of 2 on 2.
Afterward, Denny Crum invited them into the office and they talked about basketball and life for awhile.
One kid was me - and I have never forgotten it or had a better moment as a sports fan.
That Louisville team went to the Final Four later and lost to Houston in the semi-finals, but it will forever be my favorite team. All because they knew how to make a kid feel good. They knew how to secure a fan for life and treat an interloper like a valued guest.
I am sure lots of UK fans, Duke fans, North Carolina fans, UCLA fans and others have great stories, but this is mine and this event is the reason why I will forever say, "Go Cards!!!"