Filed under: Miles Brand sucks., Sports with round balls., Ugly coaches., We also know a disturbing amount about other sports.
This year’s college basketball coverage brought to you by this walrus.
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He scares us. We need a hug.
You may know us for our pseudo-psychotic obsession strong predilection for the pigskin, but there’s a scent of tanned leather on the spring wind that briefly transforms us into the biggest basketball fanatics in a 1-mile radius.*
We’ve had a love-hate relationship with the round-ball since high school. Perhaps it’s because we grew up in an era where legends and masters played in the NBA, instead of the half-grown, hack streetballers that choke the league now.
But in all honesty, it’s probably because it’s a game that relies on so much intensity to be interesting but plays too many games to hold its own interest. And it’s because of the masturbatory energy that dampers the game in the early winter that puts us off from the game until, um, freakin’ conference championship week. And now, all the rust burned off from our joy in watching Bill Donovan’s two-year killing machine rip across the land, we’re ready to not gamble. (more…)
