Tournament Thoughts

I haven’t said much about the NCAA tournament. But that won’t stop me from hastily putting together some random thoughts on it.

Player of the tournament was definitely Stephen Curry. I watched the game against Wisconsin and was rooting for him, and I had money on Wisconsin (Why I bet on a Big Ten team, I’ll never know. I guess I deserved that for forgetting one of my rules in life). He was doing things Gladiator style. He was definitely winning over the crowd as they were surprised when he missed. I kept waiting for him to jump on the scorer’s table, rip off his shirt, throw it into the crowd and yell, “Are you not entertained?”

My second favorite player of the tournament was Kansas’s Sasha Kahn. He sounds like a villain who should have a lair. Or someone selling me rye bread. One or the other.

Do you think Mario Chalmers’s nickname is “Super Nintendo”? Because that’s what I’ve always thought of when he plays since he joined Kansas . Or are today’s college players above Ralph Wiggum references.

Final Kansas note: I feel really bad for that senior guard who shattered his kneecap on Friday’s media practice. Your last two games are spent on the bench watching your team win a national championship.

Can anyone motivate like John Calipari? His post game press conferences had me wanting to go and suit up.

This may sound blasphemous as a blogger, but honestly, if I had to choose only one, I’d go with Bill Raftery over Gus Johnson. Gus is better at a close game, but I think Raftery makes the entire game better. He had my favorite moment of the tournament during the Xavier-WVU game:
Verne Lundquist: “The answer is to take it off.”
Raftery: “Sometimes at night I favor that myself.”
It took me two seconds to realize that actually happened, and then I lost it.
I’m not dissing Gus at all. If I became President, one of the first laws I would enact would be to mandate that Gus Johnson and Billy Boy do Final Four games. I would also prosecute Billy Packer to the fullest extent of the law.

Finally, They played “One Shining Moment” on the radio this morning and it put a hop in my step going to work. At least until 10:30 when it all hit the fan. But act like you don’t like “One Shining Moment” and I’ll call you a liar.

And this concludes a shitty tournament recap.