My thoughts on storming the court are somewhat well-documented on these here Internets, but because some of it is old and likely very poorly-written, (I bet there are like four Jennifer Lopez references in them, too!) I’m just too lazy to look them up and link. And plus: I live my life like Don Draper — always forward.

But yeah, basically, the whole practice jumped the shark somewhere back in 2005, and college basketball kids were storming the floor at a horribly alarming rate. Ranked teams were beating ranked teams and the kids were jumping all over the court like it was 1988 and they just got an NES for Christmas. There is no more rhyme or reason to it; it means nothing anymore. It’s lost its sanctity.

And yesterday, the Wake Forest kids really followed through on that, as they stormed the court as their No. 4 team in the nation beat the Tar Heels, the No. 3 team in the nation. (Though, the Heels were supposed to be The Next Great Team this year, so there is a very small bit of leeway here.)

But, perhaps it’s our own Eammie Brennan who sums this up best over at the Dagger:

… it’s watering down a previously sacred rite of upset passage. Now? Everyone’s storming the floor, in every conference, at every level. Stop it, college kids. Stop using any excuse to go run and jump on your home team’s wood floor. And for that matter, stop having so much fun. You’re not only ruining the court-storm, but you’re making me really, really jealous. And that is something we just can’t have.

Yup, that’s it, I admit it: I’m jealous all those blasted college kids are always having so much more fun than me now that I’m a slave to the corporate work cycle. Enjoy your freedom, college students. It’s fleeting. BWA HA HA.