The next morning, you always end up asking yourself… what the hell happened? Sometimes your recollections are hazy, and you only have vague impressions of where you went or what/who you did. Sometimes you have random text messages or voicemails or (best of all) photos on your cell that help you reconstruct the events. Sometimes, if you’re very lucky, you can’t remember a damned thing at all. That’s when you call your buddy, and have a debriefing to try and sort things out.
Were you drunk dialing again last night?
Let this be your debriefing for the Atlantic Sun Conference tournament – I’ll help you fill in the gaps.
The 2007 General Shale Brick Atlantic Sun Men’s Basketball Championship (remember to use that full name, otherwise the General Shale Brick minions will hunt you down) can be summed up in four words: PRE. DICT. A. BLE. The top seeds all advanced the farthest- the lone exception was #6 Campbell beating #3 Jacksonville in the first round. Other than that, the highest seeds won in each matchup. PREDICTABLE. The #1 and #2 seeds met in the championship game. PREDICTABLE. And since a host team hasn’t won since 2001, #2 Belmont repeated as conference champion, beating #1 and host East Tennessee (making 8 in a row Belmont has won at the ETSU home court). PREDICTABLE.
Hi. We’re the champions. Can you fake surprise?
What was not predictable was that Belmont beat the crap out of ETSU. None of that last-second buzzer beater stuff- the Bruins tore open the Bucs, from almost the very beginning. In the first seven minutes, Belmont went on a 22-7 run- and it was more of the same all the way through the end of the game.
And now, a special presentation of: The Championship, In Photos
Wooo! We’re ETSU! We’re gonna lose!
I’m glad I wore my eyeliner- there are ESPN2 cameras here
Please, God, let my team hit a 3
Hey- will the dude who broke into my hotel and stole my #40 jersey stand up? Dansby wants his jersey back, too, bro.
I wish our band would quit it with the tie-dye shit
They’re not booing you, they’re saying “moooovers”
How do you like that ass-slap?
Direct quote from ESPN2 broadcast crew:
“The fat lady hasn’t started to sing just yet- but Vince Gill might.”
And the award for stealth hottie goes to…
Well, this has been fun.
That first picture is so awesome, please tell me that is you! PLEASE!
(really, it’s not. It’s BRADY QUINN, drunk on his own skillz)
That second pic down… “eyeliner” guy. Doesn’t he remind you of Ray Liotta?
I was thinking more like a drag queen when she takes her wig off.
Also, Brady Quinn drunk? Where I can take advantage of him? Too wonderful to contemplate.
Yeah, eyeliner guy is definitely backstage at the cabaret, quietly singing “Jesus Doesn’t Want Me for a Sunbeam” to himself.
“Wooo, we’re ETSU, we’re gonna lose!”
HA! Funny ’cause it’s true.
“How do you like that ass-slap?”
If only that was me…
Seriously, eyeliner dude (Wicke) SO looked like he was wearing eyeliner, it was not even funny. Also, he’s also the dude giving the other guy the ass-slap… make of that what you will.