This is easier to fix than missed shots, but passing is like shooting – don’t pass unless the guy is open! I love that we want to pass but passing for passing’s sake is just as bad as hotdogging a shot. We have to create the open passes. I don’t know much about details in missing those shots (I’ve never been asked to make a layup when I’m surrounded by three people trying to block my shot) but this poor passing has to stop. Now.

just keep on moving. There’s nothing to see here.

Pierre Henderson-Niles, the Tigers’ 270-pound barge of a center who fouled out after having scored two points, sported thick legs that could hold up a pier, a broard back off of which a holiday meal could be served and massive arms that might just as well have been covered with bark.

how good was Bobby Knight last night? I thought he was getting a little senile at first when he said stuff like “they only got 1 out of 3 on that possession,” like 8 times in the 1st half; meaning that Jackson or AO would get fouled underneath, miss the field goal and go 1 of 2 from the line. But then in the second half, we started converting those fgs and hitting foul shots and we pulled away.

Then the play by play guy (Shulman) said late in the second half that Bobby’s halftime prediction that SU would win by 15 might come true. That blew me away, after SU trailed almost the entire first half and Sallie was shooting lights out, its a ballsy call to say the we would win handily.

This guy has to be the most improbable color-commentary fan favorite in SU History. Did you guys know that he coached the ‘87 Hoosiers team that beat SU in the National Championship game by Keith Smart’s buzzer beater?

I moved to Indiana in 1990 due to my dad’s job. I was surrounded by IU, Purdue, and Notre Dame fans, with some Ohio State fans mixed in. Sure enough, I got in all sorts of recess fights during pickup basketball games because people would laugh about my affinity for the Orangemen. This became especially stressful when SU blew the NCAA opener to Richmond. That, and I was a terrible basketball player that employed a lot of forbidden moves, such as elbows, traveling, and swearing combined with 29% Free Throw shooting.

In 4th grade, we had to write a short story to submit to some local contest. I decided on something completely illegal and against all copyright laws: I wrote “Hoosiers 2.” In it, Syracuse managed to score a rematch with Bob Knight’s Hoosiers in the National Championship game, and the climactic scene involved Mr. Kniiiiiiiiiight having a stroke on the sideline as Adrian Autry sank the game winner.

I ended up getting a C on the story, despite my stellar grades and sterling in-class behavior to that point.

Bob Knight was the evil demigod that symbolized all I hated about living there.

Yet, today, I find myself relieved when he’s calling a ‘Cuse game. Although I have to admit, at times last night it struck me that he might have taken the ’Cuse in Vegas at the beginning of the year to win it all… I don’t know what the odds were at the time, but it would be one hell of a bet. Bob Knight’s support of the Orange this year harkens back to the montage in Step Brothers where Brennan Huff and Dale Doback finally realize they should be allies, not enemies…

Sean, you are a literary genius. I knew the jacket removal was significant, but leave it to you to turn it into an informative and witty game recap. I love this site. You’re great. We’ll have to properly celebrate you sometime during the lull between the end of lacrosse and beginning of football when there’s less Cuse to focus on and we can put all our efforts into what you do for us.