Monday Dreg

Is this Kentucky? – andersiano.deviantart.com

Ball 1:

The Karmic-Wheel of Justice has two games remaining to rip out the hearts of big blue’s die-hard fans.  We told you how to beat Kentucky and Notre Dame gave it a shot, but something happened when Jerian Grant decided to not pass the ball on ND’s last 3 possessions.  Does it make a difference?  Who knows, but there is a case to be made for that kind of hero-ball costing a team a chance at victory.  Of course, maybe it’s just the (bad) luck of the Irish this year.  That’s twice, in two sports, the Fightin’ Irish have taken the number 1 team in the land to the wire, only to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.

Now, we have the Final Four set and to be played in Indianapolis.  It will be interesting to see what kind of controversy is made or mentioned with Indiana’s new law.

For Kentucky to lose to Wisconsin, LSU gave you the formula:  Athletic big men who can rebound and start fast break points.  Wisconsin is averaging 80+ points per game and Wisconsin has to continue to make buckets from downtown.  Kaminsky gets the press, but Dekker has been the guy in the tournament and he has to continue to light it up.

When it comes to ‘Tucky, everyone has a plan until your punched in the mouth.  In this rematch it is size versus experience because both teams have talent.

What is it about Izzo‘s teams that seem to peak in the tournament.  If you saw them before the tournament, against quality opponents you would never believe they’d be in this position, and yet…

So how does Sparty beat Duke – they have to keep drinking whatever kool-aid they have been and hope the “magic” lasts.  Michigan State is the least talented team left, but might be the team that play together best.

For Duke they have to focus on Mich.St’s guards and shut them down.  Duke plays the most uptempo of anyone left and needs Winslow to keep doing what he’s doing, averaging: 14pts, 9.5 rebounds, 3.3 assists, plus 1 block and 1 steal a game.

It’s been a long time, it seems that we have three really talented teams in the Final Four that all would be worthy champions – Saturday we shall see.


Ball 2:

Leave it to the sycophantic media, angry they don’t get enough of the jock-strap tea to slurp.  Dennis Dodd, member of the media, takes to twitter to flame Rodgers because…He has seats better than he does at the game?  Is allowed on the court?  Dating Olivia Munn?  Has hair?  Probably all of it and he brought up most of it in his twitter rant, only when Rodgers declined to be interviewed – as it was about Wisconsin making their second trip to the Final Four, in as many years, to play Kentucky again.  As you will see below – Dennis Dodd acted like a petulent child.  Aaron Rodgers does not need any more help in justifying his place on the court or in the stands, he did just fine by himself.  But why the outcry?  Where was it last year when he was in the stands, in the locker-room?  So what if he never went to Wisconsin (he went to Cal), he has worked in the state for over a decade.  Does that not earn him the right to support the local school they same way they support him?  As for Dodd, the irony is thick, coming from an entitled reporter who gets press passes to any event he wants – complaining on how Rodgers gets special treatment.  Dodd, He’s a NFL-MVP Quarterback and is dating an actress – welcome to ‘Murica!  Besides, how does Dodd justify himself being there – he’s a football writer and never went to Wisconsin either.

Rodgers took notice of Dodd’s manbaby tantrum and responded:


Ball 3:

We have 6 days until the season starts and in honor of that, here is what some high heat looks like.  So go out there, win your beer-league and get a good pitch to hit.  Opening Day around here is treated as a National Holiday – all you have to do is say the words and the room airs out, the light pours in.  No other day represents endless possibilities like Opening Day.  No scores yet, no losses, no blame or disappointment and no hangovers, until at least the game is over.  It’s a signal that the world is waking up from it’s cold slumber, to give way to longer, warmer days, worries as light as the clothes we wear and even the best part of the worst day is knowing it’s all going to be ok.


Ball 4 – take your base:

Only because Sportscenter had to talk about Wrestlemania XXXI last night.  Not sure how that fits within the sporting narative of the world-wide leader when the they just as easily could have opened with the season finale of The Walking Dead – It’s the same thing.  Don’t get me wrong, I have friends, actual grown-ups who watch and follow – and I myself have dallied in the male soap-opera.  But ESPN deserves a C’mon man.  It is not a sport.  A Sport is defined by me as something that is athletic and requires some sort of defense, or prevention of your opponent from scoring.  Chess is game that has defense but no athleticism.  Golf has neither.  Cycling is the worst, it has athleticism but no defense and is nothing more than what any 5yr old can do – except for enduring more pain than the other guy – and they can’t do that very well with all the blood-doping+drug use.  Wrestling it’s fun, it is athletic, however knowing the ending is predetermined, eliminates it – None of this takes away the joy you can find in any non-sport-endeavor.

There seemed to be a lot of surprises dropped this year providing salvation to a crazy week leading up to it – or so I hear – Rousey shows up with the Rock, etc – it appears to have been a blockbuster – I never knew that a guy could lose in another match – bring a briefcase to “buy-in” and steal the heavyweight title from the two guys who wearing killing each other to win.  Looks like I’ve got to watch RAW tonight to find out the DiRT.

  • Full WWE WrestleMania 31 results and winners…
    Seth Rollins defeated Brock Lesnar and Roman Reigns in a Triple Threat Match to win the  WWE World Heavyweight Title
    John Cena defeated Rusev to win the WWE United States Title
    Daniel Bryan defeated Dolph Ziggler, R-Truth, Dean Ambrose, Luke Harper, Stardust, and Bad News Barrett in a Ladder Match to win the WWE Intercontinental Title
    Triple H defeated Sting
    AJ Lee and Paige defeated The Bella Twins
    Randy Orton defeated Seth Rollins
    The Undertaker defeated Bray Wyatt
    The Big Show won the Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royal
    Cesaro and Tyson Kidd  defeated The Usos, Los Matadores, and Big E and Kofi Kingston in a Fatal 4 Way to retain the WWE Tag Team Titles

3rd Stone From the Sun

Animals! Anarchy! I have always hated kids, especially at this time of year. They wander in and out of the house, babbling and drooling on each other, and when it snows, piling up, up, up, then flooding with filth when it melts. … Yes sir, haven’t I been telling you all along that March is a horrible month? It sucks in nine-thousand ways.  Especially in Texas.  The whole state went 0’fer.

But not all ways, as it turns out. No. Shaquille O’Neal was born in March, along with my son and other sons I’m related too, and the bastard child of Charles Manson. How many more games can be decided by a single point?

Hot damn! I could go on and on about this, but that would drive us all mad. Justin Bieber was spawned in March, along with Jack Kerouac, Queen Latifah, Albert Einstein and Osama bin Laden.

So let’s get back to basketball and the looming UCLA-UAB game. Even the president is worried about it.

We live in downhill times, in basketball and everywhere else. By this time next year, we will all be arrested for something, whether we’re guilty or not. “Terrorism” has many, many faces. Frankly, I will not be shocked to see the NCAA basketball tournament being played in a titanium cage at Guantanamo Bay, with defrocked priests as Referees calling goal-tending.

But the LSU situation haunts me more than the others, right now, if only because I watched upset after upset yesterday – and the beloved Tigers missing 20 consecutive shots. My heart is heavy, my mood is glum.  How is that goal-tending?! Bracket Destruction is a horrible pig. It is sort of like texting a lady late at night after washing down your tears with Jameson and Miller Lite.

Yeah. Suck on that one for a minute.

As for my quasi-flaky Tigers, professional circumstance has already spared me the agony of deciding where to put my money today. Right, no more of this s***-eating grief. I have finally grown up, I have matured — the Office Pool bracket sheet says I have already picked Northern Iowa in the Elite 8.

Indeed. I did it Monday, when I thought I was still thinking clearly. You bet: The Bruins are a No. 11 seed. And UAB is the No. 14.

It’s easy: Just bet the higher-seeded team in every game, and forget that amateur crap about “Personal Loyalties” and Home Team hunches that reveal themselves to you just before dawn on game day. You are probably an Alcoholic, anyway, and you are prone to Doubling Up/down, so what? Pay no attention to any yo-yo who tells you that Wisconsin is going to win. That is nonsense, that is impossible, nobody in basketball would bet Wisconsin over Kentucky. It would be 33-1 or 44-1, if you thought about monetizing it.

And some people will, at any odds. What the hell? I would bet heavily on my people at 22-1, and a bit less heavily at 15-1, or even 11-1. Why not? Big Risk is what this ball-busting March Madness is all about, right? Go long, get weird, kick ass — and if we Lose, get really Weird.

Yes sir, that is exactly what we do around here in March, folks. We load up on everything we can get our hands on, then crawl into a huge vat of ice water and bet gigantic money with jokers on both coasts.

It is not much different from that giggly, blind-dumb limbo that a gambler will get into when he knows in his heart that he finally has a Sure Thing, a sleeping dog who can’t lose, etc. etc.

But let me tell you for sure, people, that Gonzaga can lose, and the ‘Zags probably will. It is actually about a 57-1 shot, which is not for your everyday hometown beer drunk. … NoDakSt might be simply Bigger, Faster, Smarter, Tougher and on most days just a little more adventurous than this Gonzaga team, which is not even as good as the one that lost to UConn in the Elite Eight in 1999. They have the shooters, but do they have the muscle or the depth to play 40 minutes with the Bison?

The final spread will be at least two digits. Try 18, as in 89-71. I have already predicted this with my blind-dog-smokin-bracket-sheet, which was strictly impersonal.

Or almost impersonal, anyway: In a fit of stupid loyalty or love or maybe just a pimp’s lust for melodrama, I fell for crowd-pleasing Cinderella-teams like Iowa St, Baylor and Eastern Washington, which all got busted early. Screw them. All of my Final Four picks are still alive, and that is more than some people can say.

My attorney will almost certainly live to be 122 years old, when he will still be the amazing all-time champion of sports and literature that he is today, and has been for the past 12 years. Whatever it is that he eats after midnight, we should all eat more of it. Take it from me: I know how it feels to run at top speed for years and still believe in Santa Claus.

Whoops, maybe not Santa, but definitely Valentine’s Day and the Fourth of July. It was my attorney, in fact, who told me to bet Arizona even, with no points at all, at 13-1 odds to win it all. Got it? That means Wisconsin, Villanova and Duke, too.

So I will, and nevermind what I really think — which is that Northern Iowa will knock off ‘Nova and Wichita St will somehow beat Kansas. Right, and that’s about it for my ramblings of an insane gambler, for now. I hear the gong, and I must have whiskey.