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The tiny cracks of change seep through. Kentucky loses. And the scariest ballpark food ever

I’m fascinated by the tiny steps people and groups in our society take toward progress and change. Of course the big steps are interesting, too, but I think, really, it’s the small things that change the world just a little bit.

So I found this story really interesting. Goshen College is a small Mennonite school in Indiana. For the entire history of the school’s athletics programs, the Star-Spangled Banner was not played before games. The church believed it wasn’t appropriate, and glorified things like nationalism.

But last week, before a baseball doubleheader, the national anthem was played. There were protests by a few, but for most of the school, which is half non-Mennonite, it was a step toward normalcy.

***So glad to see the smug and ethics-less John Calipari go down in flames Saturday night against West Virginia. I hate WVU coach Bob Huggins too, for many of the same reasons I loathe Calipari. But in the battle of two evils, the lesser evil won out. Kentucky fans must be going out of their minds right now. It’s great.

John Wall, DeMarcus Cousins, Eric Bledsoe, I hope you enjoyed college. All three are going to be gone to the NBA next year.

And how ’bout Butler? What a fantastic job by the tiny school from Indiana, getting to the Final Four.

Of course, I’m worried about Duke today against Baylor. My Blue Devils shot awfully poorly against Purdue, and Baylor’s guards are very, very good. Jon Scheyer, we need you again today.

Come on Dukies, one win away from the Final Four!

**So I thought the Western Michigan Whitecaps, a minor-league baseball team, had topped themselves in the disgusting but delightful ballpark food category last year, when they created the 4,800 calorie Fifth Third burger.

But now the Whitecaps are back, bigger and better than ever. They’ve now created the Cudighi Yooper Sandwich, which is a “spicy sausage patty smothered in cheese, pizza sauce, peppers and onions.”

Yummy. And then, in case you  are still hungry, they’re also going to be selling the “Declaration of Indigestion,” which is “a half-pound foot long hot dog covered in a Philly cheese steak (steak, cheese, peppers and onions) and served on a gigantic sub roll.”

You might be saying yuck. But I guarantee you if I lived in Western Michigan I’d try one of those babies. I’d spend the next three days with a stomachache, but hey, no pain no gain.