Who's bracket had Michigan St., Duke, West Virginia, and Butler all going to the Final Four? Who possibly had those picks in mind? I'm glad Calipari got beat out of it. Serves him right. Not even Cawipawee could last. KU might have become the laughing stock of the NCAA, but Kentucky also found out what it's like to go in to the most important game of their post-season and have an off game.
As much as everyone doesn't want to admit it, these kids ballin' in college are not the NBA. And even with that being said, the NBA has some inconsistency. Just look at the Lakers. Oklahoma beat them on the road. It would've been better to have defeated them at the Staples Center, but a team with Kobe and the greatest players in the league in other people's opinions, mainly Jack Nicholson, should have annihilated teams like the Nuggets and the Trailblazers. And boy, when the Lakers lost to those teams, Kobe reamed his fellow players, calling them useless and embarrassments. What a leader...
All I've heard are excuses from those who bleed red and blue, and who have the ROCK CHALK JAYHAWK chant as their ringtone. "They should've been given the breaks like Duke this year and UNC last year. KU was the best team in the country. Coach K didn't even deserve the bracket he was stuck in, going up against piddly teams the first 3 rounds of the tournament." "I'm still content with the allegation that the referees can't see every play out there, most of those old geezers popping Aleve just to keep up with the pace of the game. They're too tired and old to be out on the floor officiating." "Yeah, blame the officials! If that foul were called an offensive charge, we would've pulled through. One more pair of eyes should be on the court. 3 refs, 4 refs, the more the better to keep it fair." The fact of the matter is, everything KU put up didn't go in. Not even Collins or, for that matter, Henry could win this one for them. Aldrich fouled out. Farokhmanesh was a three-sinking maniac! The better team didn't win. The better team had a lousy night, and let UNI kick the tar out of them.
Also, K-State shouldn't have won against Xavier. Really? You force it to go into OT, and still can't nail the coffin shut? 2 OT's because you let Xavier tie with you, topple you, then tie with them again. These two weren't evenly matched. And what good did it do? You went in to the Butler game the next night with shot knees. You let Butler in! That's like surviving four hordes of zombies in a zombie apocalypse, finally closing the steel-enforced doors and sliding 3 crowbars through the door handles, then laughing with your blood-soaked buddies as you all walk back to you safe-room, and then realizing, "Shit the bed, we only secured one door in this abandoned elementary school, and was that just me, or did you also hear something break through the glass windows lining this hallway. We're ignorant! We focused all our attention on one area of this school..." Bad analogy.
I feel sorry for the female sex. You try and look your best, driving home or to your casual destination, that fucking green quickly turned red, and now your stuck at the light, minding your own business, and some ignorant fucker in an SUV peers over and thinks, "Jesus fucking Christ, that girl's got it goin on! Let me heckle her while she's waitin at the light, maybe she'll suck my dick!"
"HEEEEY!" Not yelling from inside his car, but across the way, at the gas pump at the gas station on the corner of the intersection. "HEEEEY! Girl what's goin on!?" Does he just stand there and yell at her? Not likely. Now he's making his way to your car window on the passenger's side. "Girl, roll down your window, let meh holla atchu!" And finally, you give the moron the finger and tell him to fuck off your car, and go back to pumping gas. He finally gets the message.
I like to go for walks. I happened to be standing at an intersection in my hometown, waiting for the orange-reddish hand to turn in to a whitish man indicating I had the right to cross the street. Thanks to a gold Buick something something stopping adjacent to me, the whitish man appeared on the cross guard quicker than expected, though, since the intersection had a car with the green arrow yield whatever the hell you know what I mean, the gold Buick had to sit at the intersection and wait. And that's when I heard, "HEEEY!"
At first, I thought, he probably knows that person in the car, he's saying hello. Why point out that you know another individual when they are waiting at a red light, in their car? If you recognize them, why not catch them in a better setting, you know, where you two can actually chat, and not where the other person will have to leave you in the dust once that light turns green. Better yet, if you think you might not see that person again, just wave. You don't have to ask them how they're doing. It was here that I noticed the female in the gold Buick was pretty and fairly young. She's either a short person, or fourteen with a learners permit. Then I was thinking, wow, what an age difference! The guy yelling HEEEY! is like 37 and this chick barely 15! Maybe they work together... Before too long I hear, "Girl what's goin on!? Roll down your window, girl." Cat-calls!? What the fuck!?! Are you expecting her to unlock the doors and let you jump in her ride? Weren't you pumping gas? Why don't you pay more attention to how much that tank of gas is going to cost you because you're driving a fuckin SUV!
And then the finger! Awesome, there's your answer, mate! Go back to your vehicle and stop calling girls out more than half your age. Retard. I wanted to bust up laughing at the jerk, pointing and calling him a dumb fuck. Dumb fucks usually carry knives, and I didn't feel like being stabbed, so instead, I blogged it. Happy tax-season y'all!
