I remember being in Washington, D.C. as a kid with my family. It was winter, there was snow on the ground and you could see your breath. If you’ve ever been to D.C. you know how mind-numbingly impossible it is to get around. The city was planned with confusion in mind, supposedly with the intent of making it harder for invading troops to find important government buildings/personnel.
It certainly disoriented my father, at one point he pulled over somewhere near the Capitol to get his bearings straight. While we were sitting idle on the side of the road the sound of screeching tires emanated directly behind us. I swiveled my head around and saw a cab sliding through an intersection, the front grill slamming directly into a pedestrian. This person, I honestly can’t remember if it was a man or a woman, was thrown into the air — his/her body limply spinning sideways like a boomerang — landing a good twenty feet from the initial impact.
Everything was dead silent and my Dad instinctively rushed out of the car to check on the situation. I vividly recall sitting in the car convinced I just saw someone die in front of my eyes. I felt sick to my stomach and was panicked.
So, I was relieved when my father returned to the car a few minutes later and informed us that the person had landed on a snow embankment and would be fine. We were all content with this explanation and never spoke of the incident again.
Looking back on it, there was no way my father could have known if that pedestrian was going to be okay, nor do I believe that person miraculously landed on a snow drift, as if plucked by the hand of God and laid gracefully on a powdery bed. He was merely trying to emotionally cushion the blow, telling us what we wanted to hear so the whole ordeal would eventually become a forgotten occurrence.
This is what I hope Providence fans are forced to do with their sons later tonight. I envision fathers in David Ortiz jerseys stumbling their way through a rough conversation, one that centers around the primal beating the Friars received from the Flyers. This is my hope, my wish.
I want children throughout the New England region to lie awake in their beds tonight thinking, “I know Daddy said Providence wasn’t murdered, but I know what I saw.”
And no, I have no idea what is going on with Ed Cooley’s head.[title type=”fancy-h3″ color=””]Overview[/title]
Providence, member of the New Big East, is the six seeded team in UD’s regional. The Friars had a decent season, winning twenty-two games and finishing fourth in their league. Cooley’s club didn’t set the world on fire with their non-conference schedule, two of their wins came against A10 brethen Rhode Island and Massachusetts, but they did rack up some solid wins in NBE play.
I have a feeling that this game will be decided on the boards, as Providence poses issues against Dayton’s frontcourt. Limiting second-chance points and getting out in transition is going to be essential for your Flyers. The Friars are not a threatening team from the perimeter, connecting on a mere 28% of their three-point attempts this year, but they do get after it in the paint. Keeping Pollard and Pierre out of foul trouble will be essential (but isn’t it always?). Kyle Davis will once again be tasked with guarding the opposition’s most dangerous offensive player, in this case Friar guard Kris Dunn.
And no, I have no idea what is going on with Ed Cooley’s head.
Swampy had Buckets locked into UD, and then BG left…[/column] [column size=”col-3″]
About as complete a player as there is in college basketball.[/column] [column size=”col-3″]
Remember Dylan from Making Da Band?[/column] [column size=”col-3″]
If he was 6’8″ he’d wouldn’t be a D1 college basketball player.[/column] [/row] [row] [column size=”col-3″]
Solidly built freshman cleans up the garbage around the rim.[/column] [column size=”col-3″]
I wonder what it is about Ryan Arcidiacono that makes people want to harm him?[/column] [column size=”col-3″]
Everything is a big fucking joke with this guy.[/column] [column size=”col-3″]
He’s a dreamer.[/column] [/row] [title type=”fancy-h3″ color=””]Numbers Game[/title]
If Sibert and Pierre are attacking the rim and making the Friars work on defense, UD has a very good chance of winning. If not? Season over.
The Sweater Army makes the difference in the end, Fliers win, 69-66.
And no, I have no idea what’s going on with Ed Cooley’s head.
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Tom Blackburn is a proud U. o' D. alum. He loses faith in humanity one day at a time, but not in you, you seem like you are all kinds of alright. Charter member of the T-Man fanclub.