I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you, but the Women’s NCAA Brackets were announced yesterday. And besides the standard “Could Britney Griner Play With The Boys?” story, or your eventual Final Four consisting of only #1 and #2 seeds, there is one interesting story in the field. Skylar Diggins. Not if she’s the best player. I leave that to Bilas and Digger to debate. But is she hot? This one is a toss up. I love me some headband. She’s got a good face. But there’s such a thing as too much of a hard body. I have no problem with a girl that’s in the gym 24/7. If she’s doing cardio and lunges I’m all for it. But bench press and deadlifts? Not so much.
I’m gonna say that, Yes, Sky is hot. I don’t know what it is. She does it for me. I’m picturing a one-on-one game. Things get physical in the post. It’s getting playful, and then it gets REAL playful. A Quincy McCall/Monica Wright Love and Basketball type situation.
Cincinnati – Christon had cramps that persisted earlier this season despite power drinks, power bars and more frequent in-game breaks. [He] knew he had to consume something during halftimes but wasn’t interested in power bars, so he requested “some real food” instead. “I’ve got to get something in my stomach. It’s usually hot dogs and water and then I get on the bike just to keep moving,” Christon said.
This is a perfect example of if something weird works, just keep doing it. Very Verlander-esque, with his Taco Bell ritual before each start. Just take Semaj here (yes, that’s James backwards…duh). He’s tried everything. Power bars, gatorade, numerous breaks during games. And what’s the only thing that helps his cramps? Hot dogs. Boom. He only leads the team in minutes, points-per-game, and assists. AS A FRESHMEN. Shit, Xavier should just put a hot dog stand in the locker room for the whole team. Might’ve helped them reach the tourny.
P.S. This would never work with your average post-grad young professional in a pick-up game. The whole time just blaming your awful game and the fact that you’re out of breath in two minutes on what you had for lunch. “I really shouldn’t have had that Chipotle. I’m dragging ass out there. I should’ve eaten a salad and drank more water…” Yeah, because chugging water all day and filling up on greens is gonna take back the 4 years of getting shit faced every weekend and that beer gut on the way. Not to mention 40 hours a week sitting in a chair and coming home wanting to do nothing more then melt in your couch.
Nothing like a big home win against a conference rival on a buzzer beater, right? WRONG. If you’re the #1 recruit, freshmen stud, big-man-on-campus, future millionaire, future father of 7, you want the ball in your hands for the game winner. Any other situation is a failure. Yeah we won the game, big whoop. Shabazz was probably hoping that rimmed out, and Washington hit a half courter. Assassin mentality.