As this wackamole of a season careened off the rails, tumbling down Mt. Sinai, banging through the rapids of the River Styx and resting someplace in a stagecoach on the cactus-strewn road to Houston, a sprawling city with zero planning & zoning, there was a consensus among the punditocracy.
Including in these quarters at the vast 13 acre campus of Seedy K Sports.
There really is not a best team this season, just one with enough survival gear to escape six games in a row.
And, then this happened.
We all started asking as the FF approached, is there one more surprise? Might Miami or Florida Atlantic or San Diego State actually prevail as champion?
Because as if all of a sudden there appeared to be a clearly best team: the Huskies of UConn. Who were sashaying their way through the Dance card with the second highest victory margin per W ever. (UK, I believe, in The Rick’s title season there, in case you’re curious.)
And so it came to pass.
There was no One More Surprise before One Shining Moment. Continue reading The Day After: Hoopaholic’s Gazette