In a living room in Chicago, Colin Relphorde sits on a couch watching his son, Marcus, and the University of Colorado play their quarterfinal game in the National Invitation Tournament (aka: the NIT).
The people with him say things, make comments within his earshot. All pertaining to their feelings that his son's team has been robbed. As in, the Buffaloes should have been invited to the four-letter formal dance instead of the three-letter sock hop.
They think their comments ...
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