Friday, March 29, 2013

Digital Postcards from the Edge

So, yeah, last night was just a brutal, worthless exercise.  Probably not as bad as getting myself worked up for the Notre Dame title game abomination, but I was really excited to see IU face off with Syracuse.  Well, at least until the game started.  Below are the texts and Facebook updates I shared last night:

Game commentary via texts to my brother, from which you can pretty much gauge the tone of the game:

9:58 - Being aggressive and actually getting fouls called, gotta hit FTs

10:07 - Can't keep sucking, gotta pry the lid off the rim

10:20 - IU will lose this game by 10+, it's over

10:33 - over by halftime [editor's note: the game tipped about about 9:55, so it's only about 12-15 minutes in, game-wise]

10:41 - this is making me freaking sick.  Only hope is to hit 3s

10:44 - Yogi's lost, head up his ass

11:16 - this is shitty, shitty play

11:22 - Why the eff is HMP out there?

11:23 - this is crap

11:26 - Yogi is sucking

11:27 - and Hulls hasn't been hitting anything since Illinois

11:28 - Watching these guys stand around on offense feels like playing pickup ball with kids at the gym

11:32 - over.  Triche is a really ugly dude

11:36 - [Cody's] a pussy.  Been blocked 6 times.  That is unacceptable.

11:39 - Pussy

11:45 - Creek in, they have admitted defeat

11:49 - This is terrible, open gym is better

11:50 - Just bad, Zeller can't play in NBA like this

11:52 - Suh-low


Commentary based on Facebook updates (with comments when appropriate, mine in italics):

Oh man, wired up.

Putting lids on the rims was a dirty move by Boeheim.

This is getting out of hand, IU looking overmatched.  (this one drew lots of comments; if memory serves, this coincides roughly with the text above from 10:20; I tried to put on a brighter public face and not write them off completely.
Shut up Altman, let's give it till the 2nd half before we start freakin out.  Although I've already broker one remote that I threw across the room...

  • Zeller needs to demand the effing ball
  • He can't do crap with it anyway.  Can't even hit foul shots.  This is brutal.
  • On the bright side, Syracuse is apparently the best team that has ever played.

What's the record for turnovers in a game?

Thank God Wichita St/LaSalle is on.  Words I never expected to say.

I won't go there happily, but I will be able to go to bed before 2am.  Still proud of this team even if the season ends in disappointment.  Five years ago, I'd have said you were crazy if you told me IU would make consecutive trips to the Sweet 16.
  • It's halftime, and they're down by just 12, after committing 12 turnovers and not being able to hit the broad side of a barn.  Back away from the ledge, broseph.
  • I'm not on the ledge, I'm afraid of heights.  I took the stairs down to the lobby and I'm walking away from this burning building.  But in all seriousness, I see nothing to indicate that they can attack this zone.  They are all standing around looking lost.  For the first time in my life, I'd be happy to be proven wrong.  Oh, also, Remy's windup is longer than Rick Sutcliffe's.
Not a fan of Christmas's Mohawk

Man, maybe my bitterness stems from this over-the-top Stone brew (I was drinking Double Bastard).  Whoo, this is not for the faint of heart.  IU making shots for once, and I love eating crow.

Oh man, a 3.
  • And then 3 steps.
IU clearly needs Nicky Flash

Will the Thrill not afraid to shoot.
  • Or a cheetah strapped to everyone's back...
  • They should run a pickle roll.
Wow, at a loss for words on the, um, interestingly arbitrary foul calls.

Being blocked 6 times in a game is unacceptable.  I don't care who you are or who you're playing against, that is not good and is an obvious sign of not being strong and not being the aggressor.

Mo Creek is in, game is officially over.

Brutal.  That is all.




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