It feels good to be back utilizing my finger tips to write you utter nonsense about basketball. You have no idea. Since I got back from covering the tournament I've had this gaping hole in my heart that has ached to be filled with more hoops, more squeaks of the shoes, more charges absorbed by TOBY! Hegner.
When Creighton got seeded into the NIT I was like, "Great! More basketball, I'm down." Yet after watching the first five minutes of their opening round game against Alabama, I became wary of my lust for more hoop ball. Both teams came out as if they'd been pounding PBR tallboys before the game.