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Former Creighton G Antwann Jones has entered the portal. This will be his 9th year of College Basketball. He was the #1 ranked SG at one point in HS Class of 2018. He will now be looking for his 7th school in 9 years😱

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Not a comment on how they stack up next year. But I think it speaks so highly of Matt Painter that even in current era, has such little attrition He's not promising anything. Seemingly he underpromises & overdelivers. In industry full of used car salesmen he's a honest broker

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Turning THREE❗ #SCTop10 x @ESPNAssignDesk x @d1baseball

WE ALMOST LOST BILL RAFTERY

To number 2, 3 and 4… What a ride it’s been with you guys. The joy, friendships, memories and even the hard times you’ve given me is something I’ll take with me and cherish forever. You guys have meant more to my career than anyone. I’ll be your biggest fans forever.

Officially more affordable to go watch Paul Skenes vs Elly De La Cruz than watching 13U baseball. #GrowTheGame

Asked Fletcher Loyer what he'll remember about his time at Purdue. His response, "I made the right decision."

Fletcher Loyer lives in the moments most players run from. Tie game. Crowd shaking. Season on the line. Ball swings. No hesitation. Shot in the air. Because he’s taken that shot a thousand times before anyone ever watched. Empty gyms. Lights half on. Ball racks lined up. Legs exhausted… still one more. Miss… shoot again. Make… shoot again. He built this confidence in silence. There were nights the ball wouldn’t fall. Nights the noise got loud. Nights people questioned if he should keep shooting. But shooters don’t forget who they are. And Fletcher never did. He kept showing up. Kept firing. Kept believing in the work no one else saw. And slowly… the misses turned into moments. The doubts turned into daggers. The kid became the calm. Because when everything tightens… Fletcher doesn’t. His heartbeat slows. His feet set. His eyes lock on the rim. He doesn’t just take big shots. He wants them. He lives for them. Tonight… every rep, every doubt, every late-night shot leads here. One swing. One look. One chance to change everything. And somewhere, you know it’s coming… The ball finding his hands. The arena holding its breath. The release that feels like destiny. Net. And the roar that follows. Win… and the shooter who never stopped believing writes his name into Purdue forever. One step from Indy. One step from the Final Four. One shot from history. Some players feel pressure. Fletcher Loyer becomes it. Boiler Up. 🎯🚂

You don’t always notice when Trey Kaufman-Renn takes the floor. There’s no flash. No theatrics. No demand for the moment. And then the game starts… and suddenly you feel him everywhere. A body on the floor. Hands fighting for a rebound that shouldn’t be his. Shoulder absorbing contact. Feet planted. Refusing to move. The kind of toughness that doesn’t ask to be seen — only felt. He waited for this. Not loudly. Not publicly. Just quietly getting stronger… tougher… more ready. There were years where the spotlight wasn’t his. Minutes he had to earn. Moments he had to watch. Lessons he had to absorb. But he stayed. He built himself in the background. He became the guy you trust when the game turns into a fight. And tonight… it will be a fight. Every possession heavier. Every rebound contested. Every point earned the hard way. Exactly the kind of game Trey Kaufman-Renn was made for. Because when everything gets messy… when shots stop falling… when it comes down to will… That’s when he shows up the loudest. A putback through contact. A rebound over three jerseys. A bucket that doesn’t make highlights — but breaks the other team’s spirit. Those plays change games. Those plays build wins. Those plays build legacies. Win tonight… and the kid who did all the dirty work takes one step closer to home. To Indy. To a Final Four. To the kind of ending every player dreams about… but only a few earn. No spotlight needed. No speech required. Just Trey Kaufman-Renn… heart pounding… hands fighting… leaving everything he has in the paint one last time. And when it’s over… you won’t just remember the points. You’ll remember how hard he made everything. Boiler Up. 🚂

To Trey, Fletcher, and Braden — It hurts that it ended this way. It always does. One game, one night, one final buzzer… and suddenly a season that lived in our hearts is over. But what you gave us was never just about how it ended. It was about everything you poured into every second before it. Trey — you were toughness. Quiet, relentless toughness. The battles inside. The hits you absorbed. The rebounds you ripped away like they belonged to you and nobody else. You didn’t just play the game — you fought for it. Possession by possession. Inch by inch. You gave Purdue your grit, your growth, your heart. Fletcher — you were fearless. The shots that made us rise before the ball even dropped. The confidence. The fire. The moments where everything felt heavy and you just let it fly anyway. You carried belief in your hands, and when you shot, we all believed too. You gave us energy. You gave us swagger. You gave us moments that will echo forever. Braden — you were the heartbeat. The calm in chaos. The voice, the vision, the leader everyone followed. You didn’t just run the team — you lifted it. Every pass threaded through hope. Every drive through contact. Every second you played felt like you were carrying all of us with you. You gave us leadership. You gave us toughness. You gave us everything. And together… you gave us something bigger than wins. You gave us nights we’ll never forget. You gave us belief when games felt lost. You gave us grit when things got ugly. You gave us joy in March. You gave us pride in the name across your chest. We watched you grow. We watched you fight. We watched you care. And that’s why this hurts — because you weren’t just players. You became ours. Our leaders. Our guys. Our team. The scoreboard says the season ended. But what you built didn’t. It lives in the noise of Mackey. In the goosebumps before tip. In the kids pretending to be you in driveways. In every fan who stood a little taller because of how you played. Thank you for the toughness. Thank you for the leadership. Thank you for the moments. Thank you for caring as much as we did. You didn’t just wear Purdue. You carried it. And we’ll never forget that. Thank you. 🙏

Braden Smith wasn’t supposed to carry all of this. Not the expectations. Not the pressure. Not the weight of a program chasing something bigger. But he did anyway. From the moment he stepped on the floor — undersized, overlooked, doubted — he played like someone who had something to prove. Every possession. Every night. Every year. He never asked for the spotlight. He earned it. Loose balls that left burns on the floor. Passes threaded through impossible windows. Minutes played through pain no one else saw. Leadership that didn’t need words. Just toughness. Just heart. Just Braden. There were nights that hurt. Losses that lingered. Moments that would’ve been easier to walk away from. But he stayed. He got stronger. He came back for more. Because this was never about him. It was about Purdue. The jersey. The teammates. The belief that something special was still ahead. Tonight… all of it lives in his hands. Every assist. Every dive. Every ounce of fight he’s poured into this place. Win… and the kid who gave everything gets one step closer to forever. To Indy. To a Final Four. To the kind of moment legends are built from. No shortcuts. No fear. No backing down. Just Braden Smith… heart on his sleeve… leaving absolutely everything on the floor one more time. If this is the ride… he’s going full speed until the wheels fall off. Boiler Up. 🚂 @3bradensmith @dsmitty72503

In 17 NCAA tournaments under Matt Painter, 9 of the teams that have eliminated Purdue have advanced to the Final Four or better (now including Arizona) 6 of them have advanced to the title game 4 have won it all

Dear Braden Smith, Fletcher Loyer, and Trey Kaufman-Renn, Thank you for an incredible four years of college basketball. What you stand for and represent will never be taken for granted. Walk proud. Today. Tomorrow. And Forever. Sincerely, America

Salute to Fletcher Loyer, Braden Smith, Trey Kaufman-Renn! Unbelievable career! Thank you for all you did for Purdue University!!

The threesome of Braden Smith, Fletcher Loyer and Trey Kaufman-Renn won't soon be forgotten. Gave everything they had to Purdue. Represented everything we love about college basketball. Thanks for the memories!

This is why TKR had to push off!