Part One: Tragedies and Triumphs
It’s always a surreal experience living in a college town during the summertime. Things are quiet, frankly a little too quiet, especially when you recall how, for a period of almost nine months every year, Bryan-College Station is buzzing with life. From August to May in every year since 1876, thousands upon thousands of THE loudest, and THE proudest members of the Fightin’ Texas Aggie Class of insert-graduation-year-here have transformed the Brazos Valley into a booming metropolis filled with rowdy teens and twenty-somethings united by a spirit can ne’er be told.
That is, until the one year they couldn’t.
The following is a story of 458 days: a tale of triumphs and tragedies. A test of willpower the likes of which none of us have ever seen before and will hopefully never experience again. Over the course of a year and a half, Texas A&M University and its athletics department were forced to overcome circumstances that, at the very minimum, should be regarded as unprecedented. Through it all, the Aggies racked up multiple conference championships, numerous winning seasons and historic postseason runs.
And we never could have imagined any of it in March of 2020.
In Aggieland, it started just like any other month, with an additional sense of optimism fueled by two of the most exciting basketball teams in the nation, baseball and softball teams looking forward to the grind of SEC play and myriad other programs anticipating deep runs in the postseason. By March 10, the annual scattering of the Texas A&M student body for spring break was well underway, and the senior leadership within the athletics department was getting prepared to travel with the men’s basketball team to Nashville, Tennessee, for the SEC Tournament.
Headlining the travel party was Texas A&M Director of Athletics Ross Bjork, who at the time was only three months away from completing his first year at the helm in Aggieland. Little did he know; little did any of us know, that within three days of taking off from Easterwood Airport on that fateful March Tuesday, he would return home to a world standing still. Bjork vividly remembered the uncertainty surrounding his journey to Tennessee’s capital.
“You try to block those memories out of your head, but you can’t escape it,” Bjork said. “I remember leaving for Nashville and having this uneasy feeling, like, do we know what we’re walking into? You had just seen the Ivy League cancel everything and shut their seasons down, and then the rumors about the NCAA Tournament started swirling around. I remember walking in with just an eerie feeling. Then, we started athletic director meetings essentially the next day. We started the conversation and discussed playing the SEC Tournament without fans in attendance. Throughout the rest of that day, we were getting bombarded with NCAA statements, other leagues cancelling things, and then the NBA shut their season down on Wednesday night. We knew then that there was no way we could keep things going.”
