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 übersuperduper 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