Survive and advance, baby. And don’t look back.
The Rick offered some explanation for his latest cockamamie lineups. Daft dribblers Smith and Knowles at point. No Mike Marra. More Jennings, less Samuels. I dunno. But the tally adds one in the left side column and, frankly Scarlett, that’s all that matters.
Sosa did have foul trouble. Siva did look rattled. And Jennings played perhaps his best game.
Swopshire stayed steady as she goes.
Now the real fun begins. Wounded Georgetown, coming off two straight losses and also fighting for a Dance card, comes to town tomorrow. I have a severe case of Hoya Paranoia myself. Then resurgent looking for pay back UConn up there. Beware a wounded Calhoun. Then a trip to Milwaukee to face the BEast’s hottest team, Marquette. Louisville’s always had problems with the They’ll Always Be Warriors To Me. Then that Freedom Hall finale against revenge-seeking Syracuse. Which is going to be a sad, sad, sad day, even if the Cards win.
If bubblicous U of L makes it to the NCAA — and if is still in play big time — the Cards will have done it the old fashioned way. They will have earned it.
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Add me to the list of observers who consider UK’s W at Vandy far and away their most impressive and important of the season. Winning in Nashville after doing so in Starkville is major.
That was a really good Commodore team Kentucky beat. Not quite ready for prime time, but Vandy is far more athletic and aggressive than it’s been in years.
Were I a Kentucky fan, I’d still be concerned by the immaturity of Cousins and Bledsoe. There’s going to come a time when John Wall’s transcendence won’t be enough.
But it’s been plenty so far. I marvel yet again at how he took over at crunch time Saturday. Stripped of the ball, he still snared it and scored the go ahead bucket. Then that block on a trey attempt to seal the deal. Huge. Indeed the play of a superstar.
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Last night while NBC was showing the show biz that is Ice Dancing, there was big time sports drama going on at the hockey rink. Do not misunderstand, I love Ice Dancing. But Team U.S.A. was upsetting Team Canada in an incredibly intense smackdown at the very same time.
My Detroit Red Wings’ Brian Rafelski scored two goals to lead the way. Goalie Ryan Miller was magnifico.
Both teams will advance to the elimination round. But this was still a major accomplishment. The last time the US beat Canada in Olympic hockey was 1960. Do you believe in miracles?
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It appears that my Detroit Tigers are going to sign mercenary Johnny Damon. The former Red Sox, former Yankee is slotted to be their lead off guy.
The sad truth is that Curtis Granderson, former Tiger, now a Yankee, ought to be in that slot.
For Tiger fans, this situation, essentially a trade, is NOT a good thing.
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Big W on Saturday for Scotty Davenport’s Bellarmine Knights. Frankly some real life stuff has prevented me from covering the Norris Placers as much as I’d like.
We’ll keep our fingers crossed they go dancin’ at season’s end.
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As you know I try to avoid blogging about personal matters peripheral to sports.
That said, I have made several Where’s Tiger jokes? And dissed Friday’s public statement before he made it.
My quick take. He should have opened it up to any reporter who wanted to cover it. He should have taken questions, even if his answer to some queries would have been, “That’s a private matter between my wife and me and I’m not going to discuss it.”
That said, I thought his speech, though surely written with help from others, was heartfelt and legit. If you have never dealt with addiction, you, frankly, have no idea how hard it is to confront it, accept the disease aspects of it and evolve toward the solution. It is a laborious and life long project.
That Woods is returning to treatment at this time, and not the golf tour yet, says to me he’s serious about getting his life in order first.
The fact that his issues are sexual in nature makes it harder for society to digest and accept. And makes it easier for know nothing pundits to bray and cast aspersions — wink, wink — and denigrate the process in which Tiger is immersed.
I wish him well.
– Seedy K