Whoa. Whoa. WHOA. We wouldn’t say that we are disappointed at learning that CBS dismissed Billy Packer, but we are surprised - only because we expected Packer to let go of his microphone CBS-logo’d spew stick when it was pried from his cold, dead hands.
Sure, it’s easy to think that Packer wrote his own pink slip earlier this year when he announced that the KU-UNC national semifinal game was “over”, encouraging viewers to change the channel with seven minutes to go until halftime.
But we know that the heads at CBS made this decision with the heaviest of hearts. After all, how could they get rid of a guy who displayed so much passion for his job?
Or someone who worked so hard to stay on top of the evolving nature of the sport and its coverage?
Or the sense of professionalism and objectivity he brought to every broadcast?
But there is one thing we can all agree on - Packer, uniquely, understood his place in the history of the game:
So, while Packer “pursues other opportunities” in basketball - like finding that damn bowl of tapioca he set down a few minutes ago - we say, goodnight, sweet prince. The Democratic Blogfrican Republic of College Basketball won’t be the same without you.
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THE STORY EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT On Getting Off Lawns and Turning Down Music
Levels of pain for coaches when recruits defect:
Bad: “I just want to be closer to home.” A lie, but a plausible lie that has nothing (publically) to do with the coach. Worse: “I think I’ll be a better fit elsewhere.” Closer to the truth, with a mild jab at the coach and his system. Worst:“I feel they’ve lied to me all along about the situation.” Dead-on honest, with a laser sight on the man in charge.
Such is life in Arizona, where Lute Olson continues to give the Bobby Bowden treatment to the program he brought to national prominence. Emmanuel Negedu, a forward from Nigeria and Top-40 recruit, asked out of his LOI to Arizona, citing the … well, the batshit-craziness of the program right now, even after receiving a person visit from Olson begging him to stay.
U of A’s AD will decide today whether or not to release Negedu from his commitment - which he should, unless he actually wants publicity for the family-friendly thriller he’s ghost writing, about the white man who forces a man in Africa to Arizona against his will for physical labor.
While his new assistants are singing out of the Good Graces songbook in an attempt to restore trust in the program, one has to wonder if U of A will have the same patience as Florida State with a coach who is past his sell-by date.
Does Tuscon have a high enough redneck quotient to swallow this down?
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THE STORY EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT Shark Week Continues
Privately, we hoped that in our day off (done with school woot!), the O.J. Mayo mess would calm down, and some other story would take over the headlines. We weren’t alone - in a small act of sanity, Ben Taylor at the Daily Bruin says, “Um, don’t all of you have anything better to cover, like college athletes dying in practice?”
NO! Silly us. Each minute factual revelation merely served to throw more chum in the water, which inevitably leads to nastiness.
Not so much NSFW as not safe for life or soul.
On Tuesday, the attacks centered on Mayo and the USC leadership. As the story ages however, like a fine wine, more subtle variables gain strength to create layers of flavor for the well-heeled to snoot about.
Signal to Noise points out that USC may pay a price in recruiting long before sanctions come down. His local paper says Mayo has daddy issues (like any good southern boy). Wilbon says Mayo is a sweet kid caught up in the dirty system of agents. DeCourcy over at the SN goes a step further and says the entire sport of basketball is broken. (Though DeCourcy’s piece is less “subtle flavor brought out by age” and more “what happens when you toss the bottle against the wall in disgust, because the world is death.” Let it all out, Mike. Why, oh why did Celeste leave you and take both le chat and all the zigerettes?)
We’ve been asked our opinion, but we don’t view this as a forum for our “take” - we offer commentary only to be funny or make a valid point, and we’re so sick of this topic we’re not sure we can do either. We’ll try better tomorrow.
We now move onto to non-O.J. topics - but first, twins.
We didn’t say which twins. God, how did anyone get laid in the ’80s? (Right - cocaine.)
Today, we buckle down to finish the final paper of our academic careers. Unless we don’t finish it by 5pm, in which case … well, there will be a lot more cursing on this site on Thursday.
In lieu of actual content, we provide you with a compilation of every Sunday night from our childhood. All that’s missing is the warm glow of the television, a hot cup of tea, and a burning desire to kick my sister’s ass at the perfect moment to make my way to stardom.