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The Big Ten Conference is a collegiate athletic conference located in the northern United States, stretching from Iowa in the west to Pennsylvania in the east. The conference competes in the NCAA's Division I-A.

Despite its name, there are eleven teams in the conference:

Member schools participate in baseball, men's and women's basketball, cross country[?], field hockey, football, golf, gymnastics, indoor and outdoor track, rowing, men's and women's soccer, softball, swimming and diving, tennis, volleyball and wrestling.

The University of Chicago was once a member of the Big Ten (1895-1939).

The Big Ten was founded in 1895 as the Intercollegiate of Faculty Representatives. It was also called the Western Conference, Big Nine (after Chicago left and before Michigan State joined). It did not formally adopt the name Big Ten until 1984 although the name was first used informally in 1912.

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