It is Saturday night and I remain stunned at what I observed this morning and early afternoon at the Yum! I am conflicted. If a Louisville team has ever been Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, this is the one. Which is the real personality? Like most Cardinal fans, even the ones who didn’t leave early, the performance for 35 minutes was seriously disturbing. Then exhilarating.
This are the observations I would have made, had the game played out as it seemed destined when the Cards were down 18 with less than six minutes to play.
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For some reason, The Rick has called a timeout. Louisville is down by 18, 45-63. Preston Knowles has just turned it over.
This game is over.
This Bridge to Nowhere season is over.
All together now: Gimme an N. Gimme an I. Gimme a T. What’s that spell? N.I.T.
More than a handful of fans are beating the rush to their parking garages. I saw GN, scurrying up the aisle. “You ready for a change,” I asked?
The It’s Time For Pitino To Move On movement is no longer simply a groundswell. Any more performances like today’s and it will be a tsunami. Coming soon to an internet browser near you: firerickpitino.com.
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Most confusing is the play of U of L’s only Golden Arches All American. Peyton Siva is 0 for the field. Has missed half his 10 charity tosses. Has as many turnovers as assists. And is now sitting on the bench, while freshman, former walk on Elisha Justice is playing the point. I’m thinking Siva could have worked through all these neophyte mistakes last season, but The Rick gave him the hook on every single miscue.
Speaking of walk ons, why is it that a decade into The Rick’s tenure, U of L is so dependent on them? Chris Smith is a walk on. Tim Henderson is a walk on. And, like Justice, Kyle Kuric would have been a walk on if Pitino had signed the player he really wanted.
Were I Billy Donovan, I’d be a worried man singing a worried song. Little Ricky Pitino doesn’t recruit so good, it seems.
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Breaking down the game makes no sense. The lackluster performance was a team effort, unworthy of acute examination.
I’m inclined to pile on TJ. But, hey, he’s a decent kid. Just not a very good, or motivated, basketball player.
Nobody played well, frankly. What’s so sad is you look at the roster and realize, there’s no Cardinal who can take over a game when necessary.
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Some peripheral observations.
The scoreboard hiccuped during U of L’s intros. Who knew it was a harbinger of what was in store?
And who would have thought I’d be lamenting the absence of J-Bone? You know the guy who does those insipid interviews during some of the timeouts. Well, for whatever reason he didn’t have the microphone today. Somebody named Danielle did. Unfortunately she has a voice that can cut diamonds. J-Bone, come home.
The most telling moment about the soulless commercial enterprise U of L hoops has become came during the timeout when the fans with their applause determine what song they get to dance to until play resumes.
Two of the choices today were tunes by Alan Jackson and the Zack Brown Band.
The fans chose the Budweiser Song.
The made for commercial Budweiser Song!
Where is the Unknown Musician when we really really really need him?
Okay, that’s what I’d have written, if U of L had lost, when that outcome seemed oh so inevitable. Soon to be posted, my observations, such as they are on what apparently happened today: Which is the most improbable comeback in U of L b-ball history.
– Seedy K