South Dakota State Jackrabbits Men's Basketball

The South Dakota State Jackrabbits Men's Basketball team is a basketball team that represents South Dakota State University in Brookings, South Dakota. The Jackrabbits are a NCAA Division I member and have played in The Summit League since 2007. The team has a 1331-949-1 overall record (as of the 2010/2011 season).

Prior to moving to Division I in 2004/2005, the Jackrabbits had great success while in Division II. The team won 20 conference championships with the North Central Conference, advanced to the NCAA Division II Tournament 24 times, and won the national championship in 1963. Although initially struggling after the move to Division I, the team has increased their win total each season of their Division I career. The team had their first 20 win season at the Division I level in 2011/2012 and advanced to their first NCAA Division I Tournament in 2012 and returned in 2013.

The Jackrabbits play their home games at the 6,500 seat Frost Arena and are coached by Scott Nagy.

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