Dead Dog Alley

We might not lose another big ten tournament game this decade. Because we might not ever fucking make one.

That was an absolutely pathetic excuse for a basketball team that I just witnessed for the first half. Fucking pitiful.

Next time we trail at halftime Fred should come out with his head bandaged up.

Should have been 9 except for the giant turd they put on the floor out in Boulder that year.

Brice is 15 months older than Bryce, yet Brice's final year of college is three years after Bryce's. It will be interesting if Brice ever gets to match up against Bryce in the future.

I'm assuming his brother Abdi is going to cash out in the portal this year.

Feel free to use that to your heart's desire

I don't know that quick healing has any correlation with being young when it comes to sprained ankles. My first ankle sprain came after I tried to block a 5'3", 220 pound linebacker who threw me to the ground like a rag doll whereupon someone stepped on my foot and turned it almost 90 degrees. (Yes, 5'3", 220, he was also their point guard in basketball, the toughest MFer I'd ever seen, if he'd been 6 foot tall he would be in the NFL hall of fame.) So that hurt worse than anything I'd felt in my life up to that point. My second sprained ankle came about two minutes later, because for some stupid reason I got up and kept playing. The teams other linebacker tossed me to the ground like a rag doll and then someone fell on the same foot when it did turn 90 degrees. I didn't learn my lesson because I kept playing until halftime; luckily it didn't happen again. It was then swelled up for about the next two years. Now, years later, I can step in a hole, fall to the ground and wrench an ankle just as bad, and will be walking around fine in a couple of minutes. Apparently after you've sprained each one over a hundred times, that's what happens.

Cipsucks should do a contest, with the question being what was the license plate number on Rich King's Firebird. (If you were on campus at the time, you should know it, he drove that thing around a hell of a lot.)

Would Nebraska have beaten Creighton without him?

At the end of the 2021-2022 season, with a team that went into that stretch with a 7-21 record, and a coach that had at the time a 6-50 record in Big Ten play, this happened:

I briefly woke up with about 3 minutes to go in the half and Washington was on their way to 100, with a 47-34 lead. So, I shut the TV off because I knew right then the season was over. I don't even care enough anymore to look up the final score.

That's just their way of keeping it even

Someone actually hired these officials? And willingly pays them?

How long can you go where you consistently get completely fucked by the officiating, before you say this ain't worth worrying about? I think I'm passed that point.

USC is 6-50, in fouls called vs fouls actually committed

My contest idea: who can identify the starting lineup of Hampton's 1978 team.

Maryland

It should tell you something when Mick Cronin, the king of the rock fight, says that the style of play that is allowed by Big Ten officiating is ridiculous.

Castor is a sophomore, 5'11", stats are impressive. # Name GP PPG DEFR OFFR RPG APG SPG BPG TPG PFPG 22 J. Castor(So) 11 18.6 2.5 1.5 4.2 4.5 3.6 0.6 2.2 2.2 # Name GP Pts FGM FGA FG% PPS AFG% 22 J. Castor(So) 11 205 72 157 46 1.3 53

Has anyone seen Lazerek Huston? How good is he?

Only in the alternate universes where NU didn't piss the Xavier game down their leg in 1991

A younger version of me would have posted this clip from the Simpsons But, thankfully, I've matured and would no longer do such a thing.

He finally realized that he's 75 years old. Danny Nee remains the oldest coach NU has ever had; he was 54 when Bill Byrne ran him out of town.

The start in regular season conference games was 6-50; 25-20 since.