NERDS!

Apparently, my prognostication was a week late. Ramel and Joe finally played like seniors; Ramon played hard, fearless, and without any major confusion; Jasper made some athletic plays on defense and drained a couple of threes; and, finally, Mark Coury showed us all that when he gets the ball at the top of the post, he, unlike Stevenson, looks like he will pass it to his own team. Stevenson played pretty well, but that guy is clueless.

Bradley and Crawford, for the first time this season, looked like two seniors who refused to lose to Vandy for a fifth straight. That's what seniors are supposed to do: Will their team to victory. Crawford played outstanding defense on, according to me, the SEC player of the year. Shan Foster is gooooooood. Anyway, Ramon's intensity was a big lift; and our rebounding and effort was different than we've seen all year. It really felt good to see us play with confidence and with the feeling that we'd win.

That said, Kevin Stallings is a big, fat pussy. Has anyone ever cried so much on the sideline??? I always thought he bitched more than most coaches, but he pushed it over the edge when he started whining for a foul call when Alex Gordon took a Ramel-like three and flailed as if he was hit. The replay, however, clearly showed that he was completely untouched. He also looks to be moments away from tears whenever he begins talking. Thanks for accomodating us, you fat turd.

One final thought; since when is Gus Johnson the tits when it comes to play-by-play guys? I mean, he's OK, but are we all forgetting the UL tournament games last year? The Edgar Sosa "Pequeño Tigre" (or whatever he called him) obsession got weird. He was literally shouting each time Sosa shot.

OK, I'm going to finish watching Extreme Home Cry-fest.