Monday Musings: Politics, Tiger, Fuhgettaboutit? C’est Hoops.

So I stopped in Ghyslain, Louisville’s chic chocolatery on East Main Street, to get my sweetie, the Film Babe, a Valentine’s Day treat. And I ran into our town’s #1 political/ golf junkie, Congressman John Yarmuth.

Diverting him from his salad, two smart phones and iPad, I tried to engage him about a recent Obama move I questioned, to which he gave a hurried answer. (Seems he was minutes away from getting a call to be Ed Schultz’s Radio Show.) So, I threw out a quick toss up.

What’s going to come first: Romney securing the GOP nomination, or Tiger winning a major?

“Tough question. I’d say Romney. Tiger had a major setback yesterday.”

Then he continued, “Forget that, what about Blackshear?”

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Wayne Blackshear. Indeed.

All of a sudden Cardinal fans have an intriguing X Factor to consider.

Just when the Red & Black Nation began to feel comfortable that U of L will be dancing come March, and a couple of Ws in the tourney would be sweet, Blackshear blasts into Hoopsylvania’s consciousness.

Displaying minimal rust from a competition-less annum, the small forward tallied 13 and made some key plays Saturday. A steal. An big assist to Kuric for three. A slick back door snowbird.

Was his considerable game at West Virginia an aberration, or is the Golden Arches All American ready to become a major factor this season for U of L? It’s not clear yet, and I sure wouldn’t try to guess.

Given my tendency toward the dark side, I’m already afraid he’ll go Kyrie Irving on us. Play so well in these few games to finish the season then jump to the draft. I must advise, neither I nor my doctors were prepared for this bout of schizophrenia. A week ago, I actually believed The Rick when he said WB was still out of shape and might not be ready for weeks, if then. Now I’m wishing, hoping, praying the kid from the Second City is the savior.

His mien will be tested tonight by the long, deep and talented Syracuse Orange.

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There have been any number of positive hoops stories recently here in Kentuckiana.

Bellarmine’s national title. Indiana’s resurgence. Coach Cal’s best bunch in Lexington. Murray State’s run.

For me, the most inexplicable is this: Louisville has beaten Syracuse 7 times in a row. It’s almost 6 years to the day since Jim Boeheim beat his former assistant.

If U of L pulls off the upset tonight, there will be more than a few diehard fans changing their March schedules, checking for room availability in Nashville and Columbus.

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It’s around this team of year that the obsessed start thinking of their bracket in the office pool. And asking anyone who might care who could be a dark horse this season?

Nobody knows who might be the next Virginia Commonwealth. St. Mary’s? Wichita State? I haven’t a clue.

But when it comes to major teams that perennially hover below the upper echelon on Selection Sunday and are more often than we’d ever guess still standing on Semi Final Saturday, there’s one that stands above the rest.

Sparty, come on down. Tom Izzo is the master of fashioning disparate, less than stellar elements into Final Four participants.

Never — never ever — count out Michigan State.

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I know every player and every school has their own agenda and choices, but, one guy’s opinion is it sure would be nice if Aaron Cosby and Remy Abell were playing for schools in the commonwealth.

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Tony Kornheiser’s alma mater, Binghamton, remains the only winless team in the land.

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Former future U of L star Jeff Withey scored 18 points, grabbed 19 rebounds and blocked 7 shots in Rock Chalk Jayhawk’s W on Saturday.

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Remember when Notre Dame’s Jack Cooley just looked like his predecessor Luke Harangody?

Now he’s playing like him.

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I know that picking on the insufferable Digger Phelps is shooting fish in a barrel, but still, it can’t be done enough. So, good for Eric Crawford in today’s C-J for calling out television’s most bombastic homer.

The guy is a grandstander. Plus he’s an honor grad of the Gabby Johnson Institute of Inarticulation. It’s so sweet when, as he prattles on, Jay Bilas just ignores him as if he were Uncle Joe sharing his beer cheese recipe for the 148th time, while Hubert Davis laughs in his face at the sheer stupidity of his nonesense.

If only ESPN could find a steamer trunk to lock Digger and Doug Gottleib in until the season is over, but that’s wishful thinking.

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Is there any doubt that Frank Haith is the Coach of the Year?

Unless, that is, it’s Mike Brey.

– Seedy K

One Comment

  1. fred
    Posted February 14, 2012 at 4:49 pm | Permalink

    It is Mike Brey. And even with the hindsight of last night’s loss, Blackshear is no going anywhere but the Yum center this year. The kid has to prove wrong those who say he gets hurt too much.

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