David Mitchell
Thank God! And here I was worried all this time that Tim had taken a "long Winter's nap". Things should get interesting again now that your back.
And I think the Bucks have to go through Xavier pretty soon - if they both get that far. I have a daughter who is a Xavier Alum, so my loyalties are split.
Years ago I got to go with my daughter to the "Cross-Town Shootout" - an annual grudge match in Cincinnati between U. of Cincinnati and Xavier. It's a big deal in Cincy every year. Nasty Bob Huggins was still coaching at U. of C. (what a jerk - even to his own players). The late (and wonderful guy) Skip Prosser was still at Xavier befor he went to Wake Forrest and died of a heart attack after a few good years there.
U.C. Bearcats were rated 4th in the country and Xavier was about 25th. Xavier blew them out of the old Cincinnati Gardens! (back before Xavier built their new on-campus Cintas Arena). Only time I ever saw a full-court press cause 5 straigh turnovers! The crowd was in a frenzy! It was something like a 25 point lead at half time. You could hardly hear yourself in the arena. I told Megan after that game that I had not heard an arena crowd get that loud since I was a kid watching Lucas and Havlicek thumping Indiana one night in St. John Arena.
A few years back, I was working at nearby "Sun City" - a big retirement community near Bluffton. An older man drove up and parked near us in a golf cart with a big Ohio State cover on his cart - (not all that unusual here). Meanwhile I always wore a white baseball cap with bright blue "Xavier" on the front. This was just after Thad Motta had left Xavier to coach at OSU. The man walks over to me and pointing at my hat asked, "Did you go to that school?" I said "no, but my daughter did." And he said, "My son used to coach there." Realizing who he must be (and he is an older clone of his son) I pointed to his golf cart and asked, laughing - "Well does he coach at that school now?". He said yes. So we introduced ourselves and became sort of friends. I realized later that his daughter (Thad's sister) was one of the teachers at our church school for a few years. Then one night I saw Mr. Motta running the scorer's desk at our grade shool basketball games. He did that for about a year or two. That was 6 or 8 years ago and I am out of touch with him now.
The world is a tiny place.
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