None of us has much energy or insight to describe the latest embarrassment of Georgetown basketball, least of all me. I could get into the Xs and Os, about how the Hoyas turned the ball over 28 times, the most in program history since 1999, or about how listless they looked on defense and on the glass en route to getting blown out by unranked Oklahoma State, 97-70. I could try to describe the fan base's collective psyche--enraged, damaged, or disengaged long ago. I could spin some personal yarn about how, shortly before bedtime, my 4-year-old son said that Georgetown "stinks" before sulking off to bed, or about how my cell phone, which was buzzing with excited and frustrated energy just two nights ago, now only emitted silent indifference.
At least we have our health: Oklahoma State 97, Georgetown 70
