A Day in the Life of Sister Jean, Media Darling

All of us can only hope to be that vital and positive at 98. Go get 'em sis!

What's refreshing about this story is that a vintage NUN rather than a vintage PRIEST is the team's chaplain and spiritual leader. She is a beautiful role model on so many levels. I love the fact that she is darn near as old as the game itself, well, maybe not THAT old, but she's been around the pew and the basketball net a few times. I am waiting for the Sister Jean bobblehead to make its way in the college gift shop. Great article and incredible inspiration across the board. Thank you sister. Good luck Ramblers! Make Chicago and Sister Jean proud (like you always do).

Can she be induced to be a chaplain for pro basketball? My Trailblazers could use her this June.

Catholic city basketball has saved many lives - I am one. Sister Jean.

I first met Sister Jean as a 29 year old graduate student. I was a man with something to prove to himself, and as I thought, the world. Shackled with health problems that prevented me from playing any organized sports as a youth. I was never allowed to played organized team ball. In 1996, I intended to try out for the team as a walk on. Then, I met Sister Jean. After exchanging some pleasantries, she began inquiring about my personal life. I was engaged at the time. Sister Jean then asked me, what my fiancée thought of me playing ball. I told her that she thought it was a goofy idea. She shook her head. Then, she asked me what my mother thought about this. I told her that she would be against it. She looked me straight in the eye and told me, “You need to listen to your mother! She knows what is best for you. Go home and study hard and make all of us proud. Feeling a bit dejected, I went home and took Sister Jean’s advice. Three years later, I graduated Suma Cum Laude. When I saw Sister Jean on TV, after Loyola had upset Tennessee. My eyes welled up with tears and I was beaming with pride. Although I never got to play basketball< I learned a valuable lesson, that has resonated through my life ever since: never sell yourself short and always work hard. In that moment, I realized that admist my own failures, I was very much a part of something that was much bigger than I was. And, in that moment, I became whole. Thank you Sister jean!

Coach Al McGuire's Marquette Warrior teams played Loyola regularly. I'm sure if he were coaching now, Coach McGuire (hardly a First Communion boy) would have done his usual ranting, raving, and cursing. And then at the end of the game he would have personally addressed Sister Jean, and thanked her for her Catholic faith.

Thanks for the good news!

Glad to read in The Times about Sister Jean! Among millions of Catholics who are doing much good in the world! It's about time such articles, as opposed to the otherwise negative articles, that have appeared about those adherent's of the faith, in the Old Grey Lady! And wow, she's ninety eight!!!

Sister Jean is a true treasure!

Genuine people on TV are as rare as the Arkenstone. We crave it especially these days. I don't ever wonder if what the Sister is saying is true or not. How refreshing. Go Loyola!

I love her. Watching the affection between Sister and the players is a tonic for our awful Trumpian Times.

She became a star last time Loyola Chicago did well in the tournament and the world then moved on, but she remained the same - an incredibly special person. We are lucky to get more of her this time around.

I loved reading this. I teach at a Catholic university and reading about Sister Jean reminds me of the brothers and sisters whom I work with supporting the students, day in and day out.