Say It Ain't So, Joe!

Jumping Joe Crawford has to be stopped. He is endangering the lives of married and co-habitating women across the state. In his efforts to shoot himself into and out of shooting slumps, he is causing domestic disputes--enabling the wife beaters, if you will, by enraging them due to his prolific Grade D shooting. He is a menace to the Commonwealth's society. Unit #899, arrest that jumpshot felon.

Brandon and I were at the game last night. He had bet his buddy Tony V. , a Miami of Ohio alumnus, the Cats would win with the spread of 13 1/2. With around two minutes left in the game and the Wildcats up by 7 with the ball, I told Brandon his bet was probably a bust because no one in their right mind would come down the floor and pull up without running some of the clock off. Wrong. One interior pass, one kick-out-to-the-perimeter, and 8 seconds later, Mr. Detroit was jacking one up, a clanger, no less. Off subject, but do you remember how the mind-shattering clang produced from a brick would echo through the old gym at Marie Roberts Elementary?

I just came up with a joke to go along with this theme. A Kentucky fan goes to see his doctor about his recent hair loss. The doctor asked him when he first noticed his hairloss. The Kentucky fan said it was a couple of weeks ago around the first of November. After a few questions concerning his lifestyle, the doctor leaves the room and then returns a couple of minutes later with a prescription. The Kentucky fan thanks the doctor and walks out of the office. Once he got in his car, he read the prescription.

"STOP WATCHING UK PLAY!!!"

Because watching Kentucky makes you pull your hair out. Hello? Is anyone out there? Is this microphone on? I know. It needs work. You can make it your own, if you wish. Just insert team of choice.

Another note of interest from the game last night. Brandon's aforementioned buddy, Tony V, went to the game with us last night to watch his undergrad alma mater play. He got to sit right behind the Red Hawks' bench. As the game goes to halftime, Tubby and the Wildcats are walking by the visitor's bench. Tony yells at Orlando and the following conversation ensues.

Tony V: "Hey, Tubby! You can't recruit!"
Orlando "Tubby" Smith: "What did you say?!?!"
Tony V: "You can't recruit!"
OTS (to Assistant Coach Reggie Hanson): "Get him out of here!"
OTS (to Head Assistant Coach David Hobbs): "He had better shut the hell up!"

Thankfully, or not, he didn't get thrown out of the game. So, he got to watch his team get beat or beat themselves the second half. He claims there was one pivotal play when Perry Stevenson pinned a ball on the backboard(one of his seven blocks in the game), which should have been called goal tending. Nice try, but no. Yes, I will confirm your suspicions, he is a Duke fan.

I hope you do realize Turkey Day is in T minus 6 days. And even better news, in T minus 9 days I will be on a boat in the middle of the Carribbean. Soaking up some rays and sipping on Yellow Birds. And feeling no pain....

See you Wednesday evening on the Creek.