You remember where you were when certain big events happen.
It was late Friday night. I was in a crowded press work room at the United Center, watching Iowa lose its grip on a lead over Michigan State. I called the office to see if my column had arrived. Turns out something else had arrived, too.
Creighton, in the Big East.
Finally. It was almost anticlimactic. This story has been out there for weeks, perhaps as far back as last December. Would they get asked or wouldn’t they? Were they No. 10 or No. 12? This round or next year? On and on it went. Would we find out next week? At tipoff of the Jays’ NCAA opener, perhaps?
Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? Creighton has just been invited to join the Big East. Now, play ball!
This was a slow drip, not the meteor that fell from the sky when Nebraska joined the Big Ten.
But for the Jays, this is like landing on the moon.
This is a transformational move, especially if the school and athletic officials embrace it and attack it. Which they will.
This will change how Creighton University and Jays’ sports are perceived, nationally and in Omaha.
This isn’t about leaving the Valley. CU was not unhappy in the Valley. The school has competed well for decades there, it’s a good fit, and in recent years, Creighton became a heavyweight in terms of money and facilities.
This is about the future, about potential, about a better cultural and academic fit. In some ways, Creighton is coming home, to a place they’ve never been before.
Hmm. I might save that line (John Denver, for all you music fans) for my column tomorrow.
I’m in my hotel room in Chicago, sitting down to write my Sunday column on Creighton’s big move and what it all means.
I think it means I’ll be writing from New York next year.