Let’s just say I had many reasons to be rooting for UNC Saturday night. I picked all four of the final four teams, as this was the most obvious top heavy bracket in NCAA history, and I had UNC over Memphis in the finals. This was to be a brilliant decision on my part, so that when the two matched up, I would hedge my bet by placing almost half my possible winnings on Memphis, who would be the underdog by a few points, giving me about +140 on my money.
Then, Saturday rolled around. I was glued to ESPN and CBS all day, absorbing as much coverage as possible. Although Memphis was less favored than UNC was, I was much more concerned for the UNC game. Let’s face it, UCLA is garbage, and won three games on bad calls towards the end of the season. Kansas, although having the easiest road to the final four, never looked that impressive, but won all their games fairly, and has the talent to compete with anybody.
On ESPN, they showed all teams’ Saturday morning breakfasts. Kansas seemed pretty loose and a bit hyped up. UNC seemed like a bunch of guys waiting to find out if they were positive or negative for HIV. I was worried.
Memphis man-handled UCLA, and I was officially shitting myself. All I need is the top ranked team in the country to win one more game, and I am set! The teams are coming out of the tunnels, and Kansas is still hyped up, while UNC still looks like they just received lobotomies. Immediately after seeing both teams come onto the court, I told my girlfriend and mom “I am fucked.” I was right. UNC just didn’t have it. Was it coaching? Was it the players? Why weren’t they properly motivated? Why couldn’t they hit 5 foot jumpers or any threes in the first half? Why were they ridiculously careless on passes? So many questions, so few answers, and who loses? Me.
Fuck.
I didn’t watch the NIT championship last night, because I have no interest in a game that crowns the 66th best team in college basketball (statistically). But if anyone out there watched it, please tell me, did Ohio State celebrate after winning? Because that would be hilarious. After coming up short in college hoops last year and in football the past two years, they have an NIT crown for the trophy case. Awesome.
I can’t truly commentate on the Suns-Lakers game from last night, because I was away from the TV watching Miami beat Duke. From what I heard in the first half from Tommy O, Shaq was getting worked, doing nothing to put his team into position to win the game.
Eventually, Shaq finished with 15 points and 9 boards, not bad numbers, but certainly not numbers worthy of his contract. ESPN and all the quote, unquote experts are all over him, saying we were all wrong and that he can run with the offense.
People, it’s called motivation. The guy was like semen at a strip club. Of course he was going to run all over the place and be hyped up when he finally got his chance. For the record, I never said Shaq would be a total disgrace in Phoenix. I actually do envision him putting up 15-10 nights consistently, but:
1. those numbers are not worthy of the type of deal he has,
2. those types of numbers are not enough to put PHO over the top, because:
3. Shawn Marion was putting up much better numbers than that.
If Marion was on PHO last night, I give the Suns the nod.
Shaq is going to progressively slow down but throw in 20-12 type nights periodically, and the Suns have a shot at winning it all, but they also had a damn good shot at winning it all before the big man arrived in town, being that they were number 1 in the West.
I always like to make fun of teams for scheduling a few cupcake games at the beginning of the season (Gators), but it’s just come to my attention that the Seminoles will be opening up this season with games against two Div 1-AA schools, Western Carolina and Chattanooga.
They are in the same conference as Appalachian State, of Michigan fame, but don’t get too excited, as the teams combined for a record of 3-21 last season. I guess this is just what the team needs when coming off a season where half the team was suspended.
Honestly, when is Bowden going to retire? He can’t wait for Joe Pa to move first, because that guy’s coaching until 150. Bowden is just a corpse on the sidelines and must smell like the worst case of old man after games.
Thanks: James and SbB.
It made me happy that the anchor here who can’t stop laughing at the fart his co-anchor did is discussing sports. So now, instead of just having a fart video, I have a sports/fart video, which will surely make it onto MSB. Of course, all fart videos are welcome on here, so please send them to info at miamisportsblog dot com.
When this video showed up in my email box, I thought “this is just wrong”, but at about 90 seconds into the video, when this guy gets hit in the nuts, I quickly remembered how funny this concept is. Check out how after the guy is on the ground, like 5 seconds later, another tennis ball gets fired at him, as if he would still be standing after the first impact.
Eli Manning has a message to NY Giants fans. . . take his advice, bet on the ‘Pats! Click here to see his letter.
I’ve been shaving my head for a couple years now, and always do joke about tattooing a helmet onto my dome, but said dome contains far too many sane chromosomes to ever let me do something like that.
Now, enter Patriots fan. Patriots fan doesn’t generally have reasoning skills. Patriots fan allows emotions to control actions. Patriots fan is “special”.
Dear God, please make the Patriots change their logo and have this news program do another story on this guy one year from today.
Yesterday, it was spotted on the Jaguars official website, that the team’s power rankings listed the Patriots # 1, with an asterisk. Upon scrolling down to the bottom, to my delight, the footer said "Cheated in one game." (Just one??) As soon as this news broke, it was all over the net’s sports blogs, causing the Jags to take down this little nugget of hilarity. But, thanks to the fine folks at Google and their life-saving caching system, it’s still available for us all to see. Click here for the Google cache.
Alright, I’m off to pick my girlfriend up from the airport. I may post another article today if something gravy happens. Otherwise, enjoy the games tomorrow! There’s only seven more real football games left in the season. This is the time of the year I start to get manic depressive.