Showing posts with label NCAA tourney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NCAA tourney. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

This sounds familiar

A description of recent revelry on UConn's campus following the school's NC2A hoops championship, courtesy of ESPN.com...

Police said one car was flipped and a couple of fires were started in dumpsters. A couch was set on fire and a car was overturned at an off-campus apartment complex. State police say a crowd of 200 or so had gathered, and some were throwing bottles at troopers. Dogs were used to disperse the crowd.



Good people of New England, we've seen an April couch fire related to an intercollegiate athletic victory before. 83.5 Harpswell Road? April 2005?

Nefarious characters abound in this shot. Is someone wearing a Charlotte Hornets jersey? Orange Crush obviously making an appearance. Seeds, are those goggles? Pam Cakes, take off my Sydney sweatshirt. And, most importantly, is that T-Mac's wife on the phone in the extreme right?

Aftermath showed up, too.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Is there anything more frustrating than how long CBS makes you wait for this?

Yes. When they make you wait a half hour for One Shining Moment only to have Jennifer Hudson singing instead of silky smooth Luther Vandross. At least they brought the Vandross version back this year. Anyway, behold what is undoubtedly the best sports montage.



I wonder if Nantz is in Augusta yet?

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Dude on Boy?

I know Crash has a soft spot for Bob Huggins (once, when Huggins was still in Cincinnati, the Bearcats were a 7 seed and Kenyon Martin had just broken his leg, Crash still picked them to win it all) so he won't appreciate this, but was anyone else wondering if Huggins and Da'sean Butler were going to make out last night when Butler was writhing in pain?

I sure did. And it made me uncomfortable. Look...I love NCAA sports, kids who play for the love of the game and coaches who truly care about their players...but take a look back at Huggins's career, which is way more Bob Knight than John Wooden, and then try to convince me he's that type of coach. He's not. Just check out the suit.