As a journalist, there are specific rules and ethics you are supposed to follow if you pull up a seat on press row – and I broke them all once the buzzer sounded. After waiting a minute for some of my peers to leave and head toward the press room, I, like a true homer, stormed the court with everyone else. My rationale: “I’m a senior. This is never going to happen again. And, ‘Oh my God! We just beat the No.1 Hoosiers.’ ”