Unlike the man up north, your humble editor is actually devoted to his team and watched the entire game last night. He also woke up in the hospital with a rare case of heart attack with brain aneurysm. Bad combo, the doctors said.
But during recovery, a few thoughts were processed:
- You know when someone takes a long 3-pointer and you scream “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”, but then they drain it? This game had that feeling for about 2 hours. “Holy lord, you just threw the ball to them. Oh, they threw it back. And we got a dunk. I need to lay down.”
- Free throw percentage: 58.6% – Is that for real? We shot 57.9% from three-point land. Victor Davila and Jeff Allen managed to go a solid 1-8 from the stripe. If I’m Duke, I’m fouling Davila or Allen every time down the floor. (Also, if I was Duke, I would be unhappy with my life choices.)
- Speaking of Allen, is he even on the team? The guy finished with 5 points and 4 fouls. That’s Marcus Sailes type numbers. Dorenzo Hudson outscored him in 2 shot attempts.
- Oglesby… ugh. Where is Deron Washington when you really need someone to get teabagged?
- Tanner Smith. White boy name? Or whitest name EVER? Freaking gingers…
- Saint Christopher, your help will not be forgotten. You are the best 18 foot tall saint ever.
So here’s the blue print – win one more regular season game and one in the ACC tourney. That should put us in, but no promises.
This game started a new lease on the season. There is hope, and hope is a good thing. Maybe the best of things. And no good thing ever died.
GO HOKIES!!!
