Guess who's back...
"He's back from the dead, with a shaved head
Don't start to trip, dip, I brought my lead
Just in case you wanna fuck around
I'll stare ya dead in the face, and then I'll buck ya down"
-Everlast on "Guess Who's Back", by House of Pain, from: Fine Malt Lyrics
(Praise be to Greg Barrato for always singing that idiotic line and embedding it into my long-term memory)
Yes my adoring public (meaning probably Federico, Bill Bong, most likely Milner and Millahpleese, and the odd internaut on the "Next Blog" function), I am back from my lethargy-imposed hiatus from the blogosphere, bemoaning yet another Wisconsin loss heard over tinny internet radio in some dank European nation when I could have been watching it live at State Street Brats flanked by phalanxes of buxom Midwestern females while downing copious amounts of Spotted Cow. No, I would probably go with the Rose Bowl (SoCo and red kool-ade if I'm not mistaken) out of nostalgia.
Anyway, the Badgers lost a close one in the Elite Eight tonight to the heavily-favored Tarheels of North Carolina. It was a hard-fought game throughout; at times in the first half, UNC's big man, Sean May, seemed like he could score at will, and led a number of scoring runs that led the 'Heels to eleven point leads at two different junctures. The dogged defense of the Badgers and pinpoint shooting by former walk-on Clayton Hanson kept the boys in red in the game. With a few nifty defensive stops and a heap of inspiration by Alando Tucker, Wisconsin managed to tie it up just before the half, and headed into the locker room with a ton of confidence and all the momentum. For a few seconds after the interval, it seemed as if the Badgers would continue their run, chalking up five quick points, but UNC came right back and maintained a solid 7-9 point lead for most of the half. The Badgers would manage to whittle the Tarheel lead to one or two points, but never could overtake them. As time ran down, the 'Heels traded threes with the Badgers until the latter were forced to foul and, to their credit, the well-disciplined boys from Chapel Hill sank every one of their chances at the stripe. All in all, we fought tooth and nail and ran with one of the best teams in the nation for 40 minutes, a team that was bigger, stronger, faster, and more talented than ours. And, sadly, this was the final game in an illustrious career for Mike Wilkinson, our all-Big Ten C/F who'll likely go back to the old family dairy farm after graduation.
I can only imagine what the outcome would have been if we had Devin "Riding the Pine in Dallas" Harris or Boo "Leaving the Team for Personal Reasons" Wade at the point for us.
In other news, Arjen Robben, the nasty Dutch winger for Chelsea, is injured for the third time this year.
The inspirational midfielder, who led an offensive renaissance at a somewhat stolid Chelsea attack after recovering from a broken bone in his foot early in the season, was sidelined again for seven weeks after a small break and chipping in his other foot following a nasty tackle against Blackburn. Now, after missing a handful of Premiership matches as well as the phemonenal tie with Barcelona, Robben, playing for his national side in the WC qualifer against Romania, injured his ankle and calf and will be out ANOTHER few weeks. This means that he will almost certainly miss both legs of the showdown with Bayern Munich on 6 and 12 April, though there is some hope that he might make the second game. But Joe Cole has been inspirational in his absence as well, netting a number of important goals and making important contributions not only for the Blues but also for the national side, for whom he scored the opening goal against the Ulstermen yesterday. So, all is not lost, but my deepest sympathies to poor Arjen Robben, who surely doesn't deserve such a cruel series of debilitating injuries.
(Anyway, I know I've not written much lately, so more is soon to follow, ladies. Including my response to the the idea of scrapping the UN in favor of bilateral and multilateral contractualism.)
Don't start to trip, dip, I brought my lead
Just in case you wanna fuck around
I'll stare ya dead in the face, and then I'll buck ya down"
-Everlast on "Guess Who's Back", by House of Pain, from: Fine Malt Lyrics
(Praise be to Greg Barrato for always singing that idiotic line and embedding it into my long-term memory)
Yes my adoring public (meaning probably Federico, Bill Bong, most likely Milner and Millahpleese, and the odd internaut on the "Next Blog" function), I am back from my lethargy-imposed hiatus from the blogosphere, bemoaning yet another Wisconsin loss heard over tinny internet radio in some dank European nation when I could have been watching it live at State Street Brats flanked by phalanxes of buxom Midwestern females while downing copious amounts of Spotted Cow. No, I would probably go with the Rose Bowl (SoCo and red kool-ade if I'm not mistaken) out of nostalgia.
Anyway, the Badgers lost a close one in the Elite Eight tonight to the heavily-favored Tarheels of North Carolina. It was a hard-fought game throughout; at times in the first half, UNC's big man, Sean May, seemed like he could score at will, and led a number of scoring runs that led the 'Heels to eleven point leads at two different junctures. The dogged defense of the Badgers and pinpoint shooting by former walk-on Clayton Hanson kept the boys in red in the game. With a few nifty defensive stops and a heap of inspiration by Alando Tucker, Wisconsin managed to tie it up just before the half, and headed into the locker room with a ton of confidence and all the momentum. For a few seconds after the interval, it seemed as if the Badgers would continue their run, chalking up five quick points, but UNC came right back and maintained a solid 7-9 point lead for most of the half. The Badgers would manage to whittle the Tarheel lead to one or two points, but never could overtake them. As time ran down, the 'Heels traded threes with the Badgers until the latter were forced to foul and, to their credit, the well-disciplined boys from Chapel Hill sank every one of their chances at the stripe. All in all, we fought tooth and nail and ran with one of the best teams in the nation for 40 minutes, a team that was bigger, stronger, faster, and more talented than ours. And, sadly, this was the final game in an illustrious career for Mike Wilkinson, our all-Big Ten C/F who'll likely go back to the old family dairy farm after graduation.
I can only imagine what the outcome would have been if we had Devin "Riding the Pine in Dallas" Harris or Boo "Leaving the Team for Personal Reasons" Wade at the point for us.
In other news, Arjen Robben, the nasty Dutch winger for Chelsea, is injured for the third time this year.
The inspirational midfielder, who led an offensive renaissance at a somewhat stolid Chelsea attack after recovering from a broken bone in his foot early in the season, was sidelined again for seven weeks after a small break and chipping in his other foot following a nasty tackle against Blackburn. Now, after missing a handful of Premiership matches as well as the phemonenal tie with Barcelona, Robben, playing for his national side in the WC qualifer against Romania, injured his ankle and calf and will be out ANOTHER few weeks. This means that he will almost certainly miss both legs of the showdown with Bayern Munich on 6 and 12 April, though there is some hope that he might make the second game. But Joe Cole has been inspirational in his absence as well, netting a number of important goals and making important contributions not only for the Blues but also for the national side, for whom he scored the opening goal against the Ulstermen yesterday. So, all is not lost, but my deepest sympathies to poor Arjen Robben, who surely doesn't deserve such a cruel series of debilitating injuries.
(Anyway, I know I've not written much lately, so more is soon to follow, ladies. Including my response to the the idea of scrapping the UN in favor of bilateral and multilateral contractualism.)
posted by Det. John Kimble at 22:52
5 Comments:
welcome back julius.
did you know that whilst in madison i never, ever attended a badger game?
i slightly regret it, though not a fan of raucous, drunken, belligerent crowds.
i shall now expiate my sins by kneeling on beans and lashing my back.
more H.O.P lyrics:
qhwn i die, bury me, hang my balls from a cherry tree, and if it look ripe then take a bite, and if it don't taste right then don't blame me!
Abolishing the UN in favour of multilateral negotiations? What a GREAT idea Julius, glad to hear it from you!
Anyone notice how FINALLY, after having heat on their asses, the UN is "pushing for reforms", it's asking for inquiry over Syrian terrorism in Lebanon etc. etc.? Shit, only took 30 years but i guess they do make stuff happen!
Sorry Fed, the only people I know who would call for the abolition of the UN are those who think that any form of diplomacy more subtle than a barrage of cruise missiles is an utter waste of time. You'll not get any such lunacy from me, as you shall soon see, but for a taste of such sentiment, why not go here?
lol
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