I just witnessed the men’s basketball team get blown out by the Eastern Michigan Eagles. This game was impossible to sit through as John Cooper’s offense could barely even get a shot off, let alone score. As frustrating as this was to me as a Miami Alumnus, it was ten times worse witnessing the band and cheerleaders’ lack of passion. While Eastern Michigan’s dance team and band were chanting and cheering their team to victory, Miami’s was barely audible and clearly wished they were anywhere but the game. The band was especially disengaged throughout the entire event. The look on their faces was like they were sitting through the longest and most boring foreign film of all time, and this was before the RedHawks were losing. This is the first time I have felt legitimately embarrassed to have graduated from Miami. Where is their sense of school pride? The team, despite struggling, gave it its all. I could not ask for a better effort from it, just disappointed to see a lack of passion from the rest of the student body.