Wallowing in Hoops Withdrawal

The good news about Kyrie Irving simply isn’t enough. (Yes, hoops fans, the Blue Devil superstar is one and done. All together now: Awwwwwwwww!)

I need something else, something of sporting substance to ease the pain that comes annually after the final Monday night of the season.

Way too early prognostications about next season — even laudatory ones for the locals — don’t work either.

I’ve got a feeling Coach Cal isn’t going to have enough balls for the ├╝bersuperduper frosh class he’s got coming in. I’m told it’s an Egos ‘r’ Us contingent that will make the Walls/ Cousins/ Bledsoe confederacy feel like a sorority sleepover.

Louisville’s got a lot coming back. Except the engine and the driver. If Wayne Blackshear can take over a game like other frosh phenoms of recent vintage, maybe U of L is Top 10. I’ve got an eerie feeling though. The Rick doesn’t like to turn rookies loose.

The Hoosiers. Tom Crean needs to show me something.

Soooooooooooo, what’s a hoopaholic to do these days?

Two UK softballers tossed back to back perfect games against Austin Peay in a double header. That doesn’t git er done, even if Fly Williams’ daughter is playing for Peay.

Eastern Kentucky’s home lake advantage in the National Collegiate Fishing Championship won’t work either.

Yes, there’s the Masters. Lefty’s hot. Tiger’s not. If it stays that way, it could be enchanting to watch. But, a major it may be, but it is still golf we’re talking about. A sport which requires only a smidge more athleticism than, say, competitive fishing.

Now, if the Film Babe and I aren’t out walking the dog this lovely evening, I will tune in the Frozen Four semis. Notre Dame. Michigan. North Dakota’s Fightin’ Sioux. (Take that NC2A.) Minnestoa-Duluth. All these pucksters have been there before, so there’s no underdog. But, hey, not a lot else goin’ on, sports-wise, in Duluth or Dakota, so I’m for those guys.

And, yeah yeah yeah, I know there are important Derby prep races this weekend. I’m out of that loop. I’m counting down to get out of town to New Orleans for JazzFest as I do every Derby season. I’ll refer you to Bill Doolittle’s coverage in the print edition for all you need to know about that horse race.

The weather’s still a might cool to warm up for baseball season. Unless you’re a Reds or Rangers fan. They’re on a collision course for undefeated seasons.

The NBA playoffs will provide some respite, an illusory fix, but they don’t start for a couple weeks.

So, yes, I’m sitting here, jonesin’ for college hoops.

And venting, frankly, hasn’t helped a whit.

– Seedy K

4 Comments

  1. Big Smooth
    Posted April 7, 2011 at 9:28 am | Permalink

    The Masters is on at 3, listen to Jim Nantz gush. Or, beautiful day for yard work.

  2. c d kaplan
    Posted April 7, 2011 at 9:37 am | Permalink

    Maybe they should have Clark Kellogg do color for the Masters too.

  3. cbcard
    Posted April 7, 2011 at 9:13 pm | Permalink

    I want McCord back talking about bikini waxes and body bags.

  4. Jason Puckett
    Posted April 11, 2011 at 12:12 pm | Permalink

    What really needs to happen is getting Gus Johnson somewhere on the course. THAT would be pretty awesome.

    Even more awesome was watching the replay of the 1975 Masters and Vin Scully calling the action at the 18th. Pretty darn sweet.

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