The speed, the enthusiasm. The youth, the angst. Teens growing into manhood right before your eyes. The crowd doesn't just go wild. It's rapturous for the whole game. Every second, it's on its feet jumping up, down, up, down, as one. The mascots are court jesters enhancing the fight; the cheerleaders whip you into a deeper frenzy. This is the standard of sports excitement, and when one team goes down, this is deep loss. And when one player cries tears from losing, this is pathos. This is NCAA basketball.