Farewell to Duke
I've been feeling pretty silly about my tourney predictions. I'm like the Washington, DC weathermen. I forecast a foot of snow and blizzard conditions, and when the day comes there's a few flurries in the morning and a fair amount of sunshine.
I'm talking about Bradley. I said they shouldn't be in the tournament and that their spot would have been better suited for Maryland. Since that statement, Bradley advanced a couple rounds into the tourney until losing recently, and Maryland lost the opener of the NIT tourney at home, to a middle school class.
Oh well. The good news is Duke is gone. We won't have to see Redick cutting down the nets. I know some folks wonder why I feel about Duke the way I do. Dan Wetzel, a columnist for Yahoo! Sports recently wrote about Duke's loss and I feel this column best represents my feelings.
Wetzel
It may seem immature, but here goes: Ha Ha Duke! You lose!! Ha Haaa Ha Haaa Ha. I'm JJ Redick and my poop is made of gold. I'm going to buy an Escalade with my poop bricks. No one can beat me because I have paid off all the refs with rings and coins made from my precious poop. Behold mortals, your basketball god walks near.
Okay, got that off my chest. Way to go LSU.
I'm talking about Bradley. I said they shouldn't be in the tournament and that their spot would have been better suited for Maryland. Since that statement, Bradley advanced a couple rounds into the tourney until losing recently, and Maryland lost the opener of the NIT tourney at home, to a middle school class.
Oh well. The good news is Duke is gone. We won't have to see Redick cutting down the nets. I know some folks wonder why I feel about Duke the way I do. Dan Wetzel, a columnist for Yahoo! Sports recently wrote about Duke's loss and I feel this column best represents my feelings.
Wetzel
It may seem immature, but here goes: Ha Ha Duke! You lose!! Ha Haaa Ha Haaa Ha. I'm JJ Redick and my poop is made of gold. I'm going to buy an Escalade with my poop bricks. No one can beat me because I have paid off all the refs with rings and coins made from my precious poop. Behold mortals, your basketball god walks near.
Okay, got that off my chest. Way to go LSU.
