March Madness is upon us. I watched the first half of the BYU game yesterday. Yes, Jimmer is good. No, I don't love him nor do I want to jump on any bandwagons and convert to BYUism. But as an avid basketball watcher, yes he is good and BYU played well yesterday. Yes, they've now made it one game farther than I had them on my bracket, but I also had them going down to St. John's and not Gonzaga (even with John Stockton's 12 year old son playing for them). So much for my bracket.
Then there's our Utes. What's happened to them? I have no idea. The only thing that makes Jimmer mania worse is that it is salt to the gaping wound that is my Utes. I don't miss Majerus, but I miss his style of basketball. Hard nosed. Fight 'til the end. Defense wins ballgames. Fundamentals win ball games. I'd like Utah to hire the Butler coach, but since that won't happen, I think Utah needs someone like him.
Chris Hill, if you are reading my blog, I think it's time to go local. Find someone who knows how to get a few of those good, solid Utah kids to play and put them in a position to do their jobs. Find someone who doesn't necessarily look good on paper, but who has something invested in the program and in the school. Jeff Judkins. Kerry Rupp. Alex Jensen. I think it's time to invest in the past to prepare for the future. Maybe even Michael Doleac is looking for a job.
That's all. When do I blog? Molly milestones and avoiding homework. Option 2 is the matter of the evening. Good bye. Time to get back to work.
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