Dear Coach Sampson,\nFor as long as I can remember I’ve wanted to go to IU. Since I was four years old my best memories are sitting on the couch with my family watching IU basketball games. When I came to IU, wins and losses weren’t what I was really concerned about. I just wanted to be part of a program that was bigger than myself, that was bigger than all of us. However, in your pathetic attempt to circumvent the rules and the restrictions placed upon yourself for your own violations you have fucked over any chance I have of experiencing what IU basketball is meant to be. I came in during your first year and was hoping I would be a part of the renaissance of IU basketball. However, I’m now relegated to being part of the biggest black eye the program has ever faced. Thanks, Kelvin. Now even though I’ll bleed crimson till I die, my sacrifices will always be tarnished by you. You truly underestimated what Indiana basketball means to people, and I wish you good luck, but never expect my admiration or respect.