I've never understood why some national media have it out against Kentucky. Guess starting out Rupp was so pompous it rubbed people the wrong way. We don't have pro sports and live in a poor state overall. For pete's sake, is it ok to enjoy the one thing we are really, really good at?
It all comes back to the old saying, "Pigs get slaughtered." Rich. Just let it do what it do, brother.
Got to watch yesterday with a table of good buddies while I was in Louisville (Bonzo et al). Man. Haven't watched a big game in a bar with a pro UK squad in a long time. The collective gasp from the entire place when Monk let the last two 3's fly- that quickly evolved into a chaotic uproar. Always a good sound.
"HE EFFING WALKED MOTHER EFFER"
-entire place when UNC inbounded the ball
Drive home was pretty miserable. Slightest touch of a hangover combined with icy roads for a good bit of the way. 6 hours virtually by myself as my wife and the dog were asleep before we even got on 65.
Got home and all but one stand of lights on the tree had burned out. Contemplating just taking the damn thing down.
Scored a bottle of Woodford's Brandy Cask Finish. I want to open it but feel like I need a reason or occasion to open it. But I really want to open it.
In an early season where we play 5 freaking bluebloods, taking 2 of the first 3 ain't so bad. Survive the shitfest on Wednesday and I think we are sitting pretty.
41-38