hey guys, my computer at home has blown up, now using someone else's. So tonight, after the game and the results of the legend point challenge are known, would someone kindly award the winner. Don't know when I'll be able to compute from home......when I woke up this morning the desktop I use was without power, just wouldn't turn on....may have burned it up. I won't have access to the computer I'm using now after 5pm.
I'm more excited than surprised. If this year isn't one of the most enjoyable EVER as a Cat fan I don't know what is.
As far as meeting early expectations, I'll say I expected a little more outside game from Davis, but never expected his prowess swatting away the rock. Not only is he the center, he's the centerpiece, imo.
I am less enamored by Jones's game than I thought I would be. Even if he finishes strong and becomes the hero of every game left, I can't give him a grade of A for the season. The Indiana game still gets to me, but it's not only that. He seems to have lost a step of quickness and besides that, I don't see the swagger I thought I'd see. He's still capable of being as good as Thomas Robinson. But not to date this year.
I guess Michael is as advertised. When I caught some of his AAU games, he had games like he's had sometimes this year, meaning four points, but did the little things. I hadn't seem him explode like in some games this year. He's special, but in a way, I think he could use another year of college to work on some skills, yet, will his shot really improve? For that matter, Davis is not really NBA ready due to his slender frame, but who am I to say, he'll go number one. Prepared to duck on that one.
Teague has matured in a hurry. I was a little worried and expressed that in preseason posts. He's doing fine and may have earned a first round consideration.
Lamb's shotmaking from deep and by creating a shot have impressed me. Not really surprised because he did much the same last year. He makes Davis better, and the others too.
I am little surprised in that I thought Wiltjer would shoot better from deep. I haven't studied his recent game shooting percentage, but it seems he has elevated the percentage.
I saving Darius for last, because I absolutely love what he brings to the mix. Under control, makes good decisions, plays with authority when needed.
Overall, not really all that surprised, but ecstatic. Love this team. Cal is Rembrandt with what he's accomplished with this team.
Well, Sidney is listed as day to day with back spasms. He didn't play in their last game, a loss. They have three consecutive losses. It may be do or die for them and the big dance. They'll either rise to the occasion, or detonate. BTW, I don't believe a word of the Sidney day to day business. He'll play.
Let's do this: Both teams total score added together, plus Gillie's line of points, rebounds, blocks, steals, and assists.
I've got 153 total. Closest without going over is one point, exact is two.
add to both teams score the spread between the two. So I've got it like 82 to 59, spread of 23, so my guess is 164. Closest without going over gets one, exact gets two.
bh4uk1 wrote: Dave,Just wondering if you knew a lady that worked ar Shillitos for many years by the name of Mary Barnes? She is my dear departed aunt who left us about 5 years ago. Hell of a lady. Just wondering.
One of my fine jewelry employees was named Mary, and I'm trying to remember her last name. I don't think it's your lost one, because Barnes doesn't ring a bell. Probably after me. But I'm whispering to your Mary right now, peace, be still, to bh4uk1. The Mary I knew was one heck of a good saleslady. She sold me a rock in 1970 which I still have. dang, what was her last name, Fallon is coming to mind.
you see, if you're old enough to remember an eight track player, then you will remember Shillitos, in Fayette Mall. that was my baptism into the grand town of Lexington, fast horses, and faster women (I guess cause they had you guys as neighbors at that time). Yeah, I opened the store there at Fayette Mall as the first floor manager, and was a recent departee from Cincinnati, the old school town of slow down.
One of the employees I managed on the Shillito floor was a Ms. Hall. she once asked if I liked basketball to which I said heck yeah (she was a nice lady, so heck was proper). She said well here's two tickets to a UK game if you want to go. I said sure.
So I gathered up a hot pants blond fellow employee (shhh, don't tell) (who later dated Joe Namath and was a centerfold) and found my way into the gym. well, the two seats we had were, get this, RIGHT behind the bench. It seems this nice lady benefactor was the sister of the head coach.
So I saw the game, only occasionally checking out my date's configurement, which included Kevin Grevey, Jimmy Dan Connor, Mike Flynn, and my date's legs, I mean other players too, like Guyette, etc. And that was the freshman game.
Skip forward to three months later, when I met a new employee (in cosmetics, you get my drift). She had one shoe off while attending a makeup session, so I tried my opening line. I said, "darlin, you lost a shoe". she looked at me with that sparkle in her eye that makes ya wanna grab hold of somethin, and said "no honey, I found one". Needless to say, we were married four months later.
She happened to be the daughter of a coal miner from way down south in Kentucky. a miner who took no shit off nobody, you know the type. I mean nobody. So I nervously entered his office domain for the initial meeting, when I saw about fifty or more UK trinkets, memorabilia, signed basketballs, clocks, ashtrays, wastebaskets, glasses, funky tables, lampshades, guncases, toilet paper, stickum note pads, you get where I'm going.
I expected to get shot, I really did, after all, this girl was a beauty queen in his eyes and mine (she actually was). Instead, he offered me his daughter, and a sealed up basketball signed by Jim Andrews.
So instead of being dismembered by my new father in law, I decided to get this gal out of Corbin. She said she was game, but the two small parallel black marks that still may grace I75 southward as far as Florida, I dunno, they still may be there, they were her heel marks (you can take a girl out of Kentucky, naah, not really).
Fast forward to 1992, now in southwest Florida, still an avid UK fan. so I go to the City of Palms tourney held each Christmas season in Ft Myers, and happen to sit down with a nice fella wearing UK garb, his name was Delray Brooks. we talked for hours, maybe four, but our conversation was briefly interrupted by a Mr. Francis, when all talk stopped for the duration of that visit. I got a clue. Hmmm, the assistant coach is talking to me, but not someone he's "supposed" to. we watch Alan Edwards as a participant in the gig, and he asks me my opinion. I say it looks like he can do it all but the five. He asks me to come back tomorrow to meet Coach Pitino. I do. (he also had learned that I had played some ball, and scored a grand total of seven points in college, yeah, at UC)
So the next day Pitino shows up (his son is a player for Lex Cath, and in the tourney). Delray introduces me to the grand stallion. a brief handshake. That's all there was. Delray took me off to the side and said, look, he tells me he wants you to evaluate players in your area and send me some stuff if you find something.
I took it to heart.
and I did. gratis, you know the gig. all on my own coins. And I spent some money watching the Florida players all over the state. You all will know some of them, Vince Carter, Myron Anthony, Teddy Dupay, Tayshaun Prince (when he summered in Bradenton) Gerald Fitch, at a Florida event (he was from Macon GA), Desmond Allison, who I, on my own, without prompting, did extra work, and also attended almost every Disney AAU supershowcase in that span of years when I had ink with Lexington. And many others who elsewhere matriculated as time went on. One who I did get some handshakes from was Jamaal Magloire, whose hand was so big it made my hand seem atom like. DISCLAIMER. I never once, including the most recent affair with a Washington Post article, identified myself as a UK personna. All players, or family members, I ever met were not aware of any affiliation I might have had, and to me, they had no idea who I was.
I'll skp the Tubby years, but I will say this, Tubby is one hell of a gentleman.
So now we're up to 2012. I have no, nada, none, interraction with ANY of the current staff. Well, I've met all of them, but I'm the same as any other person on earth to them. So my stint is over. However, underneath the lilypads of life, there are those who you have met along the way, and to whom nods are given. They're still there. Want the secret handshake? just kidding, kinda.
If you've read this far, peace my brother, and expect a surprising Christmas gift way before time. You will need to decode that.
I'm getting old. My passion is the same. I would request that upon my demise, that I have a UK flag or pendant either in my box or affixed on my stone. That's all I ask.
