Last night in DC, the South Florida Bulls made history ... again. This time beating a ranked Big East team on the road. Not just any team ... but, The Georgetown Hoyas. My wife, a recent basketball fan since I joined the staff at USF, asked the question before we entered the arena ... "What's a Hoya?" (Actually ... in Debbie-speak it was "So what's a Hoooyahhh?")
It's a good question ... one that the Hoyas might be asking themselves today after we beat them 72 - 64.
I looked it up. Interestingly, "hoya" is Latin for "what" ... that's right ... it comes from a chant "Hoya Saxa" which literally means "What Rocks". So apparently the question remains unanswered in Georgetown.
To my lovely wife: "Sorry honey, I haven't found a hoooyah yet."


Yes friends ... USF has caught the fever ... so did I. Mine was unfortunately a real fever that I carried home from the game and have been filling up on drugs ever since. Last night ... the fever and the aches were numbed with excitement and a few Dewar's ... well maybe more than a few. Based on how I feel tonight, I must have angered my fever by ignoring it ... because it's certainly getting even.
Oh well ... it's a small price to pay for having a great night, seeing my beautiful daughter Alissa (who works in DC) with her friends and sharing great memories with all of you.
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