



This past weekend marked the end of my six year career on the basketball team for the St. Meinrad Ravens. Yes, that is correct, we have a basketball team. Every year, the Knights of Columbus in Chicago put on a basketball tournament for all of the seminaries in the Midwest. It is really an amazingly great time. I still remember my first year thinking it would be a big joke, but then I saw someone dunk in a game, and I realized that there was some good competition out there.
My first two years, we were pretty much the doormats of the tournament. Then we picked up a few good players from Owensboro my third year, and we went on to win the whole thing in a Hoosiersesque run to the title.
This year, we finished second place. We beat some really good teams on the way to second place. We were winning the championship game at half time, but we couldn't pull out the W.
The best tradition of the whole weekend, though, has always been the spaghetti dinner at my parents' house on the way back to St. Meinrad. This year was no different. My mom fed an army for one last time, although the team is in negotiations to stop by again after next year's tourney, even though I won't be playing anymore.
Anyways, the tourney is probably another one of those things people wouldn't think goes on in the seminary, so I thought I'd share the story with all of you.
God bless,
Dcn. John H