In the Spring of 1978, my beloved Irish qualified for the Final Four while I was in my second year at Notre Dame.
You need to understand that I am not the typical Domer--I grew up loving basketball even more than I loved football.
My father--a fellow Domer--wanted to go to the Final Four. I had things I wanted to do that Spring Break, so I told him that there was no need to rush things....he & I would go the next time we made it to the Final Four. With Digger's leadership...and Tripucka's talent...well a dynasty was assured.
My Dad passed away eight years ago this April.
Don't ever wait for the "next" one.