Did you hear the one about the turkey that couldn’t find the feed bin?
Oh, never mind. My sports writer’s license requires that, after a Thanksgiving Eve slogfest like last night’s, I start my game report with some sort of turkey-being-served-a-day-early humor.
Feel free to insert your own joke of that ilk here before moving on.
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I am surprised at myself that I’m not more distraught after last night’s laborious, low-scoring scrum. Continue reading
In all the years I wrote for LEO, I only had one column censored. Sort of.
It was years ago, when Congressman John Yarmuth was just Editor John Yarmuth. And a laissez-faire one at that.
I mean John was so easy going, I talked the political/ history junkie into naming Elvis Presley as the weekly’s Man of the 20th Century. He was not one to stand on ceremony. If something had some literary merit, he’d print it, whether he agreed with the point of view or not.
Except the one time, I wrote a column, extolling the virtues of white college hoopsters. It was written in a manner obviously tongue in cheek. But the point of view was how dominant African Americans were in the sport, and that a couple of Caucasians then playing had caught my eye, as much for their skin pigmentation as their prowess on the court, so I tried to point out the anomaly. Continue reading
It is true that I only got two of five games correct last weekend.
But, frankly, Scarlett, I could give a damn.
Because one of the spot on predictions was U of L over Notre Dame in South Bend.
So, I’ll take those three Ls and UCLA’s W over Southern Cal, smile and move on.
Coming into the most intriguing rivalry week in centuries, I’m 38-27 for the year.
This week’s winners: Continue reading
“You used to be much more . . . ‘muchier.’ You’ve lost your muchness.”
The eagle eyed among you will have noticed immediately that, for the second straight time, my U of L hoops game report begins with a quote from “Alice in Wonderland.”
Plus, those of you with some history and perspective surely must recall a time when Louisville’s pre-conference schedules weren’t laden with walkover after walkover after walkover. As has been the case in the last decade or so.
There was a time when the schedule was, well, much more muchier. There was more there there. Continue reading
Outlined against a rain-filled, blue-gray November sky, the Four Horsemen rode again. In dramatic lore they are known as Famine, Pestilence, Destruction and Death. These are only aliases. Their real names are Radcliffe, Dyer, Bonnafon and Parker. They formed the crest of a cyclone howling through South Bend before which a fighting Notre Dame football team was swept over the precipice under the gaze of Touchdown Jesus yesterday afternoon as 80,000 spectators peered down on the bewildering panorama spread on the green plain below.
Crave more? Your wish, my command.
For when the One Great Scorer comes to mark against your name, he writes – Did you win or lose? –not how you played the Game.
Without apology to Grantland Rice, I recognize there are times when prose most purple is appropriate.
Louisville 31, Notre Dame 28 in the schools’ first meeting ever on the gridiron is one of those times. Continue reading
“Curiouser and curiouser!” cried Alice.
Now that was one weird basketball game last night at the World’s Most Spectacular Arena, a harder fought than the score indicates 85-67 U of L W over the Thundering Herd.
At the media timeout with 7:32 to play in the opening half, the visitors in green, who routinely broke U of L’s press, had converted 8/11 from the field. Many open layups.
Yet, the poorly shooting Cards were still up 22-20.
Between then and the half — At which juncture, Louisville still was hitting less than 40% of its shots, and was a perfect 0/10 from beyond the arc — the Huntington Green felt the wrath of incessant Cardinal pressure. The C-USA squad proceeded to hit but 2 of its last 18 shots before the break.
Despite its stagnant to the point of moribunditude offense, U of L led 41-27 at intermission. The winners had tallied 14 off turnovers to nil given, having committed only 3 errors. Were up 10-2 on fast break points, 28-14 in the paint. But still had the look of a team struggling. Continue reading
Lots of intriguing matchups on the telly last evening.
Hoops and pigskin both.
KC’s Chiefs got trapped in Oakland. Just like Jaws said couldn’t possibly happen. (Wilbon had it on PTI.)
K State conquered Almost Heaven West Virginia on the turf in Morgantown.
IU was feisty in its W over Larry Brown’s overrated SMU Mustangs at Assembly Hall. Won’t it be fun to see how The Rick defends that Blackmon Jr. sharpshooter, when the Cards face the Crimson & Crean on 12/09 in MSG.
I also checked in on the Duke/ Carolina football game. (More about that in Part II.)
I wanted to observe Syracuse vs. California from the Gahhhhden, playing in another of those made for TV tourneys. The Orange are/is a conference rival again, so I wanted to gauge their prowess. And the Golden Bears are now coached by Cuonzo Martin, who escaped Rocky Top with his dignity intact.
Cali bashed ‘Cuse by 14. Unfortunately I wasn’t able to bring myself to watch but a couple nanoseconds before clicking away. Continue reading
Have you heard?
There’s actually going to be a college football playoff this year, a Final Four.
Seems to have caused quite a stir. Blue Ribbon Committee anointing the chosen few. Semis on New Year’s Day. A game that, one supposes, is a legit championship days later in the JerryDome.
I received a missive this week from the American Sports Pundits Association, advising that my membership is in jeopardy. The simple reason? I haven’t been advising my flock of followers which teams comprise my Final Four. It must be done on a weekly basis, the letter of possible suspension read. In all caps bold.
Sooooooooo, were I a Committee of One, deigned to designate which college football programs would compete for the national crown, here’s what I’d do. Continue reading
Oh my, I love the aroma of basketball for breakfast.
What more could a hoopaholic ask for?
Wofford instead of waffles. Less calories than a Nancy’s bagel mit schmear, but just as tasty and nutritious.
Fortunately, we didn’t get Walton, Bill until later in the day when fully awake. Bloviation for breakfast = a little too much too early. Ah, but we did get the pithy, dulcet and deadpan commentary of Stan “The Man” Van Gundy to start our day with a smile.
Stevie Mas B.A. with your morning paper is more invigorating than a triple espresso served by the Energizer Bunny®.
So, yeah, the obvious answer to the above posed query is: Nothing more could be asked for. Continue reading
Listen closely. Hear those sounds of silence screaming in the void. That’s my naysayers saying nay in a big way.
Because, well, because the kid is back on his game, just the way the great god Pigskinicus meant for it to be.
Alabama 25, Mississippi 20. Seedy K’s pick: Roll Tide. ✔︎
Texas 28, Okie State 7. Seedy K’s pick: Longhorn Strong, ✔︎
Memphis State 38, Tulane 7. Seedy K’s pick: Elvis. ✔︎
Georgia Tech 28, Clemson 6. Seedy K’s pick: Ramblin’ Wreck. ✔︎
Tennessee 50, Kentucky 16. Seedy K’s pick: Rocky Top. ✔︎
The perfect 5/5 weekend jumps me to 36-24 on the season.
This week’s winners: Continue reading