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One last ride. Braden Smith. Fletcher Loyer. Trey Kaufman-Renn. Before the lights. Before the noise. Before the moment… there were empty gyms and echoes. Just a ball bouncing. Shoes squeaking. Dreams forming when no one else was watching. They chose this. They chose the hard days. They chose the weight. They chose Purdue. They stayed when the world told them to chase something easier. They built something instead. Brick by brick. Possession by possession. Year by year. There were heartbreaks that didn’t fade quickly. Losses that sat heavy. Film sessions that hurt to watch. Long nights wondering if it would ever be enough. But they came back. Every time. Stronger. Tougher. Hungrier. Braden — diving on hardwood like it’s the last play he’ll ever make. Fletcher — letting it fly with ice in his veins and no fear in his heart. Trey — fighting in the paint, every rebound like it belongs to him alone. They didn’t just wear Purdue. They carried it. The past. The expectations. The hope of everyone who ever believed. Tonight… all of it meets at the same place. Every sprint. Every bruise. Every drop of sweat. Every tear no one saw. Win… and the road leads home. To Indy. To a Final Four. To a chance to write their names into forever. This is what they stayed for. This is what they sacrificed for. This is what they bled for. Three teammates. Three brothers. Three Boiler legends. One last ride. Leave everything. Feel everything. Give everything. And if this is the final chapter… make it one they’ll talk about for generations. Boiler Up. 🚂



It's baffling that they not only missed this foul but then also missed Painter calling a timeout... BUT then gave it to us AFTER USC had already taken the ball out. Just a shit show from Carstensen and crew all night long.













