Louisville Card File: Georgetown

It is now clear beyond peradventure that Louisville’s double OT barnburning W over a decimated Notre Dame squad and its narrow escape from Chitown with W over a lesser DePaul team were false positives.

Tonight U of L’s true colors reared their muted head once again. This is middle of the road band of Cardinals not ready for Dancin’ With The Stars.

Which, as I’ve said before, they will not do this season.

Truth: Louisville has a better chance of losing their last three than they do of winning two of them. Makes me weep, but I gotta call ‘em as I see ‘em. It’s been obvious for weeks that this team has little chance of jelling into a contender. They proved it again tonight.

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Watching Austin Freeman light up the Cards in the second half reminded me of a story from my high school years at J.M. Atherton H.S. The Rebels were plundered one night by Male High. The Bulldog’s Monroe Phelps outscored the whole Atherton team.

The next morning before History class, wise guy Joel Needle wrote “Beat Phelps” on the blackboard. The History teacher was Freddie Allen. Who also happened to be basketball coach. Adios, Joel.

The Cards nudged Freeman in the 2d half, 25-24.

It wasn’t enough. The Hoyas were down six at the half. Freeman scored the first 8 by either team in the 2d. Check. The visitors went on to outscore the hapless Cardinals 24-3 for a fifteen point advantage with a quarter of the game left to play. Checkmate.

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Samardo Samuels high school rival Greg Monroe chewed up and spit out the U of L pivot. Sixteen points and 14 boards dominated the outmanned SS, who tallied 11 and 6.

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It was a game that highlighted all that we’ve come to expect of Edgar Sosa. Extreme highs, always tempered by bad judgment. Sosa’s first half was his best of the season. Then he felt he could and he should try to do everything. Except that is, play defense and see the open men on the court before driving helter skelter to the hoop. And playing with the maturity that one expects from a highly touted senior point guard.

At one point deep into the game, the L assured, Samuels yelled at Sosa to get him the ball. Of course, SS didn’t do much with it when he did get it. But one of the things he surely did do was his best Clifford Rozier impression. Samuels gets the ball to open men less often than Sosa. It’s a black hole in there. Not a good thing.

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One thing that impresses me about this Georgetown team, like their Final Four team of a few years back, is the eerie presence with which they play. Very little emotion. Almost a matter of fact stick to the game plan way of doing things.

So steady is their demeanor that I asked myself during the first half if the Hoyas were capable of a big run to take charge of the game? Guess they answered that.

Greg Monroe still has a way to go, but this kid has NBA written all over him.

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Why wasn’t this game against a big conference rival, the second to last Cardinal battle scheduled to be played in hallowed Freedom Hall, a sell out?

Makes no sense to me.

Which brings up this important issue for a nostalgic fellow like myself. When Louisville fails to make the NCAA, which is all but a foregone conclusion at this juncture, will the school agree to play NIT games at Freedom Hall in front of a lot of empty seats?

One can only hope the school’s administration is smart enough to eschew such a this-is-the-way-the-world-ends-not-with-a-bang-but-a-whimper finale after the scheduled curtain closer against Syracuse.

– Seedy K

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