Data? I ain’t got no data. I don’t need no data. I don’t have to show you any stinkin’ data.
Which clichéd overuse of cinematic-inspired snark is a too cute attempt to advise I’m not really an analytics guy in this age of slash lines, abbreviated percentiles and player by player numerical evaluations.
Yet admittedly, some numbers intrigue me. Especially one set that’s evolved to increasingly greater usage out of the world of pucks in recent years.
It may — may — provide some eccentric explanation for U of L’s slog of a 28-14 W over Boston College Saturday in disarmingly empty Cardinal Stadium.