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Basketball, Little People and Country Music

Last night was another historic occasion.

USF beat Temple in the second round of the NCAA Basketball Tournament and we are here in Nashville watching it live. We have never gotten past the first round of the "big dance" ... now we are in the third.

For those of you that don't follow college basketball, my apologies for again writing about our tournament wins. For those that do ... You're welcome.

Wasn't pretty in the first half of play. Temple was all over our guys and we had about an 11% scoring average. The second half was a different story ... 90% scoring average, three pointers from everywhere and a BIG WIN.

We play next on Sunday ... Ohio University.

Note: There was one little thing that I thought I'd mention about the game in case any officials are reading this. Actually TWO little things.

No ... not the officiating (although it pretty much sucked), not the fan experience (the venue was superb) ...

It was the cleaning crew. That's right ... the cleaning crew. They were about 6 years old, three feet tall and couldn't get any muscle into the sweeper handle. It also took a LONG time to get off the court after time outs. Sure ... It's a little thing ... TWO VERY little things.

Don't get me wrong ... I love kids, Just let them stay in their natural habitats at home, screaming at their siblings and disrupting their parents' lives.  


Country Music fans: Go to the Country Music Hall of Fame.

What a great place. You can see giant banjos, triple neck guitars, Jerry Lee Lewis's tuxedoes, Carl Perkins's blue suede shoes, Patsy Cline's fur, Dolly Parton's original song lyric scribbles, the cornfield from Hee Haw ...

... even a few Caddies with bull horns, saddle interiors and inlays of silver dollars and revolvers ... only in MUSIC CITY!


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