The Sweet 16. Picture it. Salivate.
The disrespected Yale Bulldogs ramming into uncaptivating UConn.
Yale’s John Poulakidas shoots down the defending national champs, whom no one in America is rooting for, and sends them home, back to Storrs, wherever that is, a place nearly no one goes for vacation or any other reason.
America would resonate with that, be uplifted, and happy. UConn winning will bore them out of their trees. This is the time of year for inspiration and believing in hard things coming true. UConn winning is as provocative as plywood.
Then Yale goes on and meets Oakland in the Final Four where Jack Gohlke and J Poul trade rainbow bombs, like Ali and Frazier in the “Thrilla in Manila,” in front of hundreds of millions of Americans. Ecstatic entertainment. Compelling theatre. Unlike UConn.
Bake me that meal. Want to bite it and chew uproariously. Screw UConn and Kansas and Duke and Carolina and Houston.
Speaking of Houston, coach Kelvin Sampson took it easy on his team’s first-round opponent, Longwood, edging them by only 40 points – the largest margin of victory in any first-round game. Jerk. We all know about him making recruiting phone calls at Indiana that weren’t allowed. It was sketchy.
Watch Buzz Williams hand-whip Houston and heave Houston home.
James Madison takes on Duke. Tell you what, if they win all of us should get in our cars and drive straight to Harrisonburg because they’ll be partying like you’ve never seen in your life for weeks if not months. No school in America is more fun to party at than JMU. Been there. Experienced widespread jubilation, and utter debauchery. Wildass fun 24/7. They’ll cancel classes for a few weeks. Pandemonium on campus non-stop. Beer will flow.
Hope it happens. Not a big Duke fan.
Ditch Duke.
The team to watch is Arizona. Saw them three months ago and said to myself: That team is loaded. National champions in early April.
You haven’t heard of him, but you will. Pelle Larsson. From Nacka Sweden. Baller. All Pac 12. Can shoot, rebound, and pass. Will play in The Association. First Team All Sportface.
Dude’s the glue on this team of seriously talented players. Without him they’re Houston. With him, they’re cutting down the nets.
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