Corey Brewer did the Chomp, Joakim Noah bubbled over and Al Horford quietly showed he was the best of the three. Sounds like the last two NCAA championships? Wrong, it was the NBA draft.
Horford was taken third by the Atlanta Hawks, Brewer went seventh to Minnesota, and Noah followed at ninth to Chicago. The trio became the first teammates ever selected together in the top 10 of a single NBA draft. The history making Gators didn't stop there. Senior center Chris Richard and junior point guard Taureen Green were selected in the second round, Richard by Minnesota and Green by Portland. This feat was only slightly less stunning, the 10th time five players from the same team have been taken in one draft.
All three first rounders were true to character. Horford quietly accepted his banishment to the Hawks, giving more hope to one of the worst pro franchises in all of sports. Brewer Chomped away, to the delight of Gator fans everwhere. Noah, meanwhile, basked in the fanfare. He wore a bow-tie with a king of comedy suit, and let his hair run wild. It took about five minutes to get a Bulls cap on that mane. There's no doubt, it's Great to be a Gator.
The record setting trio dominated the last two college basketball seasons, winning back to back NCAA championships. Head coach Billy Donavan almost went pro with them, deciding at the last minute to retain his college eligibility and godlike status. Added to the Florida slughter of Ohio State in the BCS Championship Game and Tim Tebow's lock on the next two Heisman Trophies, this latest accomplishment leaves no doubt that Florida currently rules the NCAA.
In a related story, all future Presidents will now be invited to Gainesville for an honorary audience with Billy Donovan and Urban Meyer.....GO GATORS!!!CHOMP!!CHOMP!!
Wow, it's been months since I've been around, and not much has changed. Everyone's doing their own thing. Demonicume is rebuilding his web-site for the umpteenth time after it was raped, Lisa is BOTD, SoCal thinks the world is conspiring against Barry Bonds, Nostradamus still doesn't know football, and Dudski is still quietly cranking out the best blogs on the planet.
For those of you who even notice me, sorry for the long absense. I tend to sit around and mope while waiting for CFB to kick off again. It's getting close, so I though I'd dust off the keyboard and blog something. Here goes.....
MLB
Well, Clemens is back. Not only is he one of the greatest pitchers of all time, he may be the smartest. The guy "retires" until mid-season, misses all the mundane stuff like practice and spring training, then sells his arm to the highest bidder for half a season of serious work. He's a friggin' mercenary, how come no one else has figured out how to do this?
The Yankees are almost to .500, and A-Rod looks like a God. I predict as soon as the Yanks get in contention, he tanks again.
Another prediction: Torii Hunter will be the next great player to sell his soul to the devil. (Steinbrenner actually is Satan, for those who didn't know.)
This is how bad it is. I hate the Yankees so much I find myself rooting for the BoSox. Obviously I need counseling.
NFL
The No Fun League continues to try to supress any individualism or joy from their product. It works for me, I haven't watched an entire game in over three years. The powers-that-be stifle anything that might be seen as unique, then are amazed when our attention turns to PacMan Jones and Michael Vick's dog shows. Well,duh... they're the only things not scripted.
PGA
All of the sudden, Tiger is a dad and seems a little more human. I prefer him that way. Maybe if other golfers quit grovelling at his feet and sniffing his crotch, someone will step up and truly challenge him. The last two majors were won by someone else, but in both cases the winner was far away from the eye of the Tiger. Anyone going head up simply pee's on himself and gets out of the way. Someone needs to get a set...
WWE
Disgusting....what price for entertainment? I actually saw people mourning for a murderer.
and finally....
CFB
The flavor of the month is that Arkansas will crash and burn in 2007. I've had this argument too many times to rehash the whole thing. Arkansas fans are viewed as delusional, blinded homers who are far too carried away by one lucky season that turned into a soap opera of innuendo, court battles and player defections. So be it, but let me ask you serious college fans a serious question. Close your eyes and pretend. How would you like your teams chances this fall if you could have D-Mac, Felix Jones and Marcus Monk on your team?
Okay, the season is still over 4 months away,and I'm going crazy just waiting. So ... how's your team gonna do this fall? Can Tebow get it done for Florida? Who's better, McFadden or Slayton? USC vs LSU in the NC game?
Spurned. True love left broken and sad. Hey wait, no one's dancin' with that coach!!
Billy Gillispie, so we're told, has declined the offer to coach the Arkansas Razorbacks. Well, actually, Gillispie was never officially offered the job. Seems his AD Bill "Slow" Byrne never gave Arkansas permission to talk to Gillispie until he had a firm commitment from BG that he wouldn't bolt for the Arkansas job. By then, the picture was clear to even Arkansas AD Frank Broyles, and the two ships passed in the night. Byrne's refusal is possibly unethical and certainly unorthodox. But hey, he got his man.
Or did he? Gillispie has yet to accept that hefty contract that the Arkansas offer squeezed out of A&M. Turns out Billy has his eye on the prettiest girl at the dance, that gorgeous Kentucky Wildcat. Of course Bill "liar -liar my pants are" Byrne-ing says the contract was in the works all along, the Arkansas offer was never a factor. Byrne-dtoast says it's only coincidence that BG has been offered double his current salary, and that the oft-delayed construction on a new state-of-the-art practice facility will begin Monday, post haste. Gillispie, meanwhile had this to say........................................
That's right, still no comment from Gillispie. Gillispie has been rumored to be on the short list at Kentucky, which is two pages long. Page one is Billy Donavan, page two is everyone else. Billy, Billy, Billy, tsk, tsk, tsk. Of course BG has wanted to marry a super model all his life, and we wish him well. A warning though, to whomever lands the Kentucky job. She's fickle, has very expensive tastes, and doesn't stay satisfied long. (Sounds like the Paris Hilton of coaching jobs. At some point everyone will get their shot.)
You might read all of this and think I'm bitter. But hey, We're Arkansas, we're used to rejection and scorn. Looking around the dance floor, we see several sensible, very pretty coaches who look more like the marrying, stay at home type, and we don't need some bimbo anyways. Let's just saunter up to one of those sensible ones and strike up a conversation. Hey!?! Isn't that the Creighton coach?!?