There once was a song about this place, about Arizona, that said it must belong to San Francisco. That it must have lost its way. That it believes in Robin Hood and brotherhood and colors of green and gray.
Search results for:
Through the years, Jerry Tarkanian has remained steadfast. Unlike Pete Rose, he did not have to apologize. For anything. All that has changed is how the basketball establishment views him.
It was to college basketball cheering sections what the Great Pyramid of Giza and the Colossus of Rhodes were to classic antiquity; what Big Bertha was to metal drivers; what Superman’s bare hands were to steel and the course of mighty rivers.
Well, now it’s official: The big kid with the wide shoulders who supposedly had one foot out the door now has both feet out the door.
It was a little past 3 p.m. Sunday when Bryant Gumbel’s brother announced that seventh-seeded San Diego State would play 10th-seeded Oklahoma in the NCAA Tournament in Philadelphia on Friday.
Perhaps this is oversimplifying it, but after watching UNLV come from behind and hold off San Diego State 72-70 at the Thomas & Mack Center on Saturday night, I think I might know what’s wrong with the Rebels.
