It’s nights like Tuesday that I thought I would miss Joe Scott.
Now appearing at the Improv inside Harrah’s … Jim Boylen.
They always want to know. The coach. The player. The fan. The usher. The janitor. The opponent.
I’ve never been much of a conspiracy guy. I believe Oswald acted alone, that battleships don’t suddenly disappear in foggy weather off the coast of Philadelphia, that the quality control people really believed the new Coke tasted better than the old Coke and never planned to reintroduce the latter to sell even more Coke.
PROVO, Utah — On this side of the court, it is just the first of 16 conference games, just one defeat to an opponent that loses at home about as often as Tre’Von Willis thinks pass first, dribble second.
Listen closely. You can hear it. It has happened each time UNLV’s basketball team lost a game the last few years.