A real Edward Bulwer-Lytton kind of day.
E B-L’s the British novelist, who opened a novel with the now hackneyed sentence paraphrased above.
Sometimes, even the most overused descriptor is the most appropriate. Which, I suppose, is reason why such are so overused.
Before tipoff of the Badgers vs. Blue Devils title match, I got a text from SmartGuy. “It feels like closing night.”
True dat.
And the end of this college hoops campaign is especially depressing, given that the victor is the most despised of all the programs in the land. When what could have been a season of historic resonance was thwarted in the semi-finals. When a feel good story out of Cheese Country coulda, woulda, shoulda, but wasn’t.
No Cinderella. Nothing to make us feel all goosey inside.
Just Duke. Again. Continue reading Hoopaholic’s Gazette: 2015’s Last Morning After