Inside, I could hardly believe what I saw before me. Women! Women! Out on the floor. They had done it. They had taken over one of the most sacrosanct of male bastions on the BC campus. And they appeared to be playing earnestly at what seemed to be some perverted form of Dr. Naismith’s game. It became quickly apparent that they had so corrupted the game that the guards were not allowed to pass center court. They had to stop there while there teammates played on without them.

Naturally enough, that brief encounter was the subject of my next “Through the Eagle’s Eye” column. In truth, I thought I wrote with tongue in cheek. But on the day the paper came out, one Jesuit stopped me to say how much he enjoyed what I had written. “That’s giving it to them,” he said.

Nice to see attitudes have changed over the last half century or so. Anyway, here’s a salute to the pioneers. And ladies, I was only kidding.