The older you get, the more direct you become

Hell yeah, Jim. You tell ’em.

It’s kind of weird because I can’t stand Jim Boeheim that much. He just always seems to be there to ruin the party. My parties, anyway. He’s the coach of the team I like to see lose. But here he is making a valid point.

“At the end of the day, you play for the [NCAA] tournament,” Boeheim said Friday at his team’s media day. “You can say what you want about the Big Ten. They sucked in the tournament. To me, that’s what they did. All of their wins were in their league. If you can’t play in the [NCAA] tournament, then you’re not good.”

I don’t really cheer for Big Ten programs, either. The numbers speak for themselves. So it’s an awkward moment for me: Agree with the coach of Syracuse basketball or defend the Big Ten. What a lose-lose proposition.

In this one, however, I’m agreeing with angry, cantankerous, curmudgeonly, 77-year-old Jim. Mister Grumpelstiltskin himself.

Ok, that was a nice little moment we had there, Jim. Now go back to whatever dark hole you live in and continue yelling at yellow lab puppies or something.

And you too, Big Ten. See you in the Big Dance.

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Author’s Note: My teams aren’t even getting to the Big Dance so I have to shout down other teams and other conferences. I’m just as angry and curmudgeonly as Jim Boeheim. Hey, as least I admit it. 🙂

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