Finally, a sliver of well-deserved hope in a lost St. John’s season

It was one game, yes. That’s truth. That’s fact. The 11 games that preceded it? The 11 losses stretching back before Christmas, the near-misses and the no-contests, the Big East oh-fer, all of it a big, blurry basketball fog? Those are all part of the permanent record, too. But maybe — just maybe — this...