Why I Came to College...

Earning An Indiana Wesleyan Degree:

$80,000

Watching Wildcat Basketball:

Priceless

This is why I came to college. The Wildcats 95-82 win over Oregon Tech was intense. I was on the edge of my seat twitching and fiddling around like I had a severe case of attention deficit disorder.

No, I didn’t come to college to become a video game addicted youth that is constantly twitching and can’t pay attention. I came to college for games like today’s (especially when my team comes out on top). Each possession was crucial as the mounted runs cutting into each other’s lead. On press row, I’m surrounded by radio announcers and other media members who are from the local press and I can’t help but look like the most bias journalist of all time pumping my fist and having the occasional outburst cheering for the Wildcats.

Sure I am here as journalist furthering my education in communication but I’m here as a fan. A fan who thrives in atmosphere such as the ones we experienced twice this year at Huntington. And now even though we don’t have as big a crowd, the gymnasium is filled with that special electricity. I cannot put an exact word on the feeling of being here nad cheering on the Wildcats. I can barely take my eyes off the court to keep notes for my article. I can’t help but give a little fist pump each time Jon Moon knocks down a 3-pointer from 3 feet behind the line or when Zach Coverstone gets the lay-up and the foul like he did so many times today.

Yes, I came to college to earn a degree. But college is often called “the best four years of your life” and following this IWU team is definitely something I will remember from my four years in college.