WARNING: THIS IS GRAPHIC. LIKE, REALLY, REALLY BAD. BONES SHATTER. NOT BREAK. SHATTER. IF YOU HAVE EVEN A SLIGHTLY QUEASY STOMACH, SKIP THE VIDEO.
For any of you that skipped the video, Kevin Ware on Louisville landed out of bounds, where his leg broke in two places and the bone punctured the skin. I have seen video of other severe injuries in the past, but this is the first truly gruesome injury I've seen live.
Once Ware was off of the court and the game resumed, I knew Louisville would win, and I know now that they will be national champions. The fact that they were clearly the best team on the court against Duke and the fact that they now get to rally for their downed team mate AND the fact that the ENTIRE ARENA was rooting for them practically guaranteed this win. And don't tell me that there's now way everyone in Atlanta won't be rooting for them at the Final Four. Look, Louisville is really, really good. They play amazing defense, drive well, and are exceptionally fast. They were terrible from beyond the arch, and their percentage from the charity stripe was poor, but they are too good. Add in the fact that they are now no longer in this for themselves but for their team mate, and they have everything working towards them.
As I was watching this game, my wife awoke from her nap, and asked me why everyone was crying. She told me not to rewind to the injury after I explained, but it got me to thinking the same thing. Sure, I understand being upset, but why was everyone crying? It took me all of .3 milliseconds to figure out why though. College is such a different entity then professional sports. In the pros, after a game, you go home to your family, to your own life. In college you go back to your dorm room/apartment with your room mate who probably is also on the team, then the next day you see most of your team in your classes, around the quad, in line at the cafeteria. These college kids are more then team mates because they are all peers with one another, whether they like it or not. And seeing Rick Pitino cry also made sense, because unlike some other coaches (*cough* John Calipari *cough*) coaches like Pitino have a vested interest not in just their kids' ability to play basketball, but in helping turn them from kids into men. Coaches in college sports, at least the good ones, are also mentors. Seeing someone whose life you are helping to shape suffer a devastating injury like this would shatter me.
So yeah, Louisville will roll over Wichita State, then crush either Michigan or Syracuse (probably Michigan) and dedicate the whole thing to Kevin Ware, and no one will be shocked. Like, if you're a gambler, take out a second mortgage on your home and bet that Louisville wins it all. Easiest bet in the history of sports.
Now on to something that's been bugging me for a little while. The past few weeks (I'm honestly not sure when it started or how long it lasts) the NBA has done it's whole "Noche Latina," which I believe is Latin Night. Here's what I don't understand. This is a celebration of Latin culture, which is huge in America, but I want you to do something else.
Nothing says Latin like a black guy from New York. |
Name 5 Latin players.
I'll wait.
Did you get Manu Ginobli? Good! So did everyone else. The Gasol brothers? Bravo! Good for you.
And that's it.
Sure, I know there are more out there, but I can't think of any. This promotion makes no sense. This is a league with very little Latin influence, and they celebrate it, and make a VERY big deal out of it. The announcers call the game in Spanish, the players jerseys are in Spanish, even the ticker at the bottom of the screen is Spanish. This would be like the NHL having a big celebration for Black History Month. Yes, there are some black players in the NHL, but they are a very small part of the league make up as a whole, so they are not celebrated, and the same thing can be said about the Latin in the NBA. Yes, the league is becoming more worldly, and players are coming from everywhere, but this just doesn't make sense to me.
And finally, I would be remiss if I didn't mention the end of the Heat's 27 game winning streak. This is something I kept getting shocked by day in and day out. Wait, they won again? They're still going strong? Wait, they beat who with an off night from everyone except Lebron? How?
While not a huge NBA fan (Go f**k yourself Howard Schultz) I can't help but be impressed by what turned out to be the second longest winning streak in NBA history. I have seen some good teams in my lifetime, some damn good teams (those 72 win Bulls spring to mind) but even they didn't have a streak like this during their season.
And it will all mean nothing if they don't win the title.
And since it's looking like a rematch of last years Championship series is in the cards, I find myself once again rooting for the lesser of two evils.
No Mr. Bennett, you are not allowed to win. Ever. Have fun in Oklahoma, I know that market sure is so much bigger then the one we have in Seattle.
Good lord I don't think I will ever get over this.
Hey, at least I got to see this for a little while.
That's right buddy, I remember getting that second pic. I miss you too. |