Yes, John. Your prayers have been answered to the tune of six and two-thirds million times per year.
Thank your lucky stars you’re going to a basketball-crazed program in a basketball-crazed state. You know the flack that your analogue at the University of Connecticut in the person of Jim Calhoun is taking for making $1.5 million a year in this rotten economy. And he, unlike you, has actually won championships (as I bite my tongue really hard while thinking about and typing about the success of Uconn basketball, considering what happened this past Saturday).
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