by Cub Buenning
Let me start today’s thoughts by apologizing for not “being there” more over the past week. After a very busy few days (remember, I have a full-time writing job that is not associated with SLAM or even basketball) I chose to sit back, order the DirecTV March Madness package (well worth the duckets) and watch.
While you can’t see the ball go in the hoop, there’s no need to guess whether it went in.
Time has the tendency to fly by. If your eyes stutter-step, you miss a day. Fall asleep, you miss a month. Get caught up in work, you miss a year. This point was hammered home today, when we—Ben really—came to the realization that it has been just about 20 years since the UNLV Runnin’ Rebels ruled the world, and were owners of an NCAA Championship.
by Aaron Kaplowitz
Playing at their home away from home, the Villanova Wildcats treated their fans to an impressive 89-69 victory over UCLA to advance to the Sweet 16, ending Darren Collison, Josh Shipp and Alfred Aboya’s run as the winningest class in UCLA history.
In case you missed the game, that stats tell enough of the story:
by Aaron Kaplowitz
During the full second that a basketball needs to reach the rim on a three-pointer, visions of David’s stone whizzing toward Goliath’s head materialized on the collective conscience of the Villanova-heavy crowd at Philadelphia’s Wachovia Center on Thursday night. The 14-seed American University Eagles were about to become the newest Cinderella, less than 20 minutes away from slaying the powerful Villanova University Wildcats on the first day of NCAA Tournament ‘09.
Ben and I started talking about this story in 2001, after I interviewed William Paterson University coach Jose Rebimbas for a story on D3 late-bloomer (and future Detroit Piston) Horace Jenkins — “this story” being an old-school feature on the 1989 NCAA title game between Michigan an
Lance Stephenson has picked the college he would like to attend next season, but the rest of the world will have to wait until April 1st at the McDonald’s All American game to find out where he has chosen to suit up for in the fall.