Kent State Golden Flashes Men's Basketball

The Kent State Golden Flashes men's basketball team represents Kent State University in Kent, Ohio. The Golden Flashes compete in the Mid-American Conference East Division and last played in the NCAA Division I Men's Basketball Tournament in 2008. Founded in 1913, the team gained national attention during the 2002 NCAA Men's Division I Basketball Tournament by advancing to the Elite Eight as a tenth seed and posted ten consecutive twenty-win seasons, from the 1998-1999 season to the 2007-2008 season. Kent State has five total appearances in the NCAA Division I basketball tournament along with five Mid-American Conference tournament championships, five MAC overall titles, and eight MAC East division titles.

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