This is the new normal. The way college basketball will look more often than not each March.
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Three years ago, Connecticut won the national championship. Shabazz Napier was a freshman on that team. So too was Roscoe Smith.
Cinderella stayed home. Forget that Kentucky is an 8 seed and Connecticut a 7. Of those teams that have advanced to the Final Four of the NCAA Tournament, all are major programs and three have won multiple national championships.
It has been said that fair play doesn’t pertain in bargaining. What matters is leverage.
The final nail was pounded into the coffin as most assumed it would be all season. Thirty-six games later, San Diego State couldn’t overcome its offensive woes against an elite opponent.
Think about evolution. It’s a pretty broad term. It can refer to a variety of changes, to the uplifting of mountains and the wandering of riverbeds and the creation of a new species. To how Bo Ryan coaches basketball.
When explaining publicly its football program’s academic predicament UNLV needs to be forthright and honest and there should be no shortage of bodies explaining why and how this happened.
When it plays like this, scoring in transition, defending with size and length and purpose in the half court, making open shots out of set plays, forcing turnovers, having its way at both ends over 40 minutes, Arizona offers a basketball team that is nearly impossible to beat.
It’s a common reaction: One of the best players on one of the nation’s best college basketball teams is lost for the season due to injury and his teammates begin pressing.
Jacob Parker is what you might expect from a Cinderella story in the NCAA Tournament, a free spirit who happens to be the leading scorer on a team that has won 29 straight games and last lost Nov. 23.
This is a truth that March bears: That no matter how celebrated a college basketball player might be, no matter the hype surrounding his game, no matter projections of an NBA lottery pick, nothing is given when the NCAA Tournament arrives.
There wasn’t enough twine in California and all neighboring states to save Steve Alford during his first news conference for the college basketball coaching job no one can ever succeed at to the level it once knew.
The earth’s shadow can be observed during twilight hours, assuming the sky is clear. It stretches over 180 degrees of the horizon. It’s a hefty dose of darkness. It must be how David Stockton feels some days as a point guard for Gonzaga.
There was about a minute remaining in UNLV’s basketball game against San Diego State on Friday evening when Aztecs fans began a popular chant for teams about to win on another’s court.
UNLV’s basketball team might over the next 24 hours be given the opportunity to continue a season that has delivered more disappointments than not, but the Rebels should deny any and all such inquiries.
The origin dates to Elizabeth Barrett Browning in 1839. The line was later listed as “The third time is lucky.” UNLV doesn’t need such fortune Friday night. But it better be a whole lot smarter than it was Thursday.
A movie once was made on the idea that a mirror has two faces, that the relationship between mind and body can take different forms, that what we see on the outside might not necessarily be a person’s true character.
In the world of Dale Earnhardt Jr., running out of gas is a public embarrassment, especially when it happens on the final lap, which allowed Brad Keselowski to surge past him and win the Kobalt 400 at Las Vegas Motor Speedway on Sunday.
hope Khem Birch listens to the right people. I hope he takes his time and clearly examines his options and understands the NBA will not suddenly disappear in a year’s time.
The message is bigger than a 3 or 4 seed in a conference tournament. It is much bigger than Bryce Dejean-Jones.
It’s OK to accelerate tempo in basketball when you’re the one creating pace. UNLV wasn’t Wednesday night. For it, the Rebels eventually cracked under pressure.
Senior Night stories are often vast and elaborate and emotional. You can pack a lot of memories into four or five seasons. If you’re Kevin Olekaibe, you can also make an incredible impact in just one.
Playing teams from a major conference is good; losing to them doesn’t help much of anything.
There isn’t a better teammate on UNLV than Khem Birch. He is as thoughtful and sincere a kid as the Rebels have had in years. His heart is as big as his wingspan, a young man who at times can be as naive as he is compassionate. There is no phony to him.