When the authorities from West Virginia found out he was in the hospital, West Virginia didn't want him anymore.

In the false American imagination, West Virginia is a joke or else it's a charity case; but more than anything it is unseen, an invisible architecture of labor and struggle; and incarceration shares this invisibility, hidden at the center of everything; our slipshod remedy for an abiding fear, danger pinned to human bodies and then slotted into bunk beds you can't see from any highway.

I know because I'm sitting in the seat. I think about last year when West Virginia -- which started 1-5 in the Big East, then reached the Elite Eight -- was struggling. They could close the door to the coach's office and say, 'At least we're going to New York.' Now we may not have that.

Deep down, I'm just a West Virginia hillbilly.

People in West Virginia do have cars. We have indoor plumbing. We even use knives and forks.

I wasn't mad when we lost to West Virginia because we all played hard. The hardest part is knowing that we're going our separate ways.