Best. Sport. Ever.
Oh, the foul trouble! Oh, the anal refs! Oh, the anxiety of it all! So I’ve officially determined that it doesn’t matter who coaches IU basketball. The coach is not the face of the program. That cool I in the middle of the U symbol is what it’s all about. Of course the coach has […]
Only IU can make you believe in miracles and then sucker punch when you’re looking the other way, like down the Road to the Final Four. It was a season that flatlined several times before the final TOD was declared on Saturday. We should feel lucky—glad, even—that they got back into the tournament. We should […]
…because I have the madness. I didn’t realize how high I was riding the wave of North Side’s sectional run until the wave crashed into Snider and we were all swept into the undertoe. I am disappointed for myself and for my sister and for those boys. Sitting so close to the court and looking […]
I don’t want this blog to turn into a forum for my thoughts, opinions, prayers, hopes, dreams, etc. regarding IU basketball, but I also don’t want to impose any constraints on it. I want the words to flow in whatever direction suits them. And I can’t just say nothing about Mike Davis. It reminds me […]
Dear Marshall Strickland, A.J. Ratliff, Marco Killingsworth, Rod Wilmont, Errek Suhr, Lewis Monroe, Earl Calloway, Sean Kline, Ben Allen, Robert Vaden, and Mike Davis, I know you think I shouldn’t still love you or tell you that, but you keep on playin’ games like you know I’m here to stay. I know it may seem […]