Ladies and gentleman, We're going dancing!
Final 67-57
Great, now ARob will never shut up...
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Sun Belted LIVE
50.4 left. WKU up by ten. Stranger things have happened, but looks like me and ARob are going dancing...
Sun Belted LIVE
1:12 in the Second- WKU leads 63-53
Security at the Mitchell Center is amassing at Western's side in case they rush the field, all 30 of them. There will probably be more media on the floor than students if that happens.
Security at the Mitchell Center is amassing at Western's side in case they rush the field, all 30 of them. There will probably be more media on the floor than students if that happens.
Sun Belted LIVE
Just filled out my ballot. I got Yates and Kanaskie from MTSU, Bennett from USA, Lee from WKU, and Bo McCalebb for no apparent reason, couldn't think of a fifth guy.
Evans is my MVP.
Evans is my MVP.
Sun Belt LIVE
4:05 in the second. WKU is up 59-51.
I'm not to impressed with the signs I'm seeing out in the stands. Most of them are a bunch of stupid anagrams for ESPN. Plus there's a sign that clearly looks like it was made at halftime that's bashing Lunardi for having WKU as one of the "Last Four Out" for about five weeks. Ain't his fault USA actually won some games...
There are some rays of sunshine though. A couple USA fans have signs saying "The Jags deserve to Dance", which I agree with. Another says "No Doubt...Courtney is All-American", which I don't necessarily.
My favorite one is a sign that says "Mid-Major my-" and then a picture of a donkey. I don't necessarily agree with that one either, but it's funny.
I'm not to impressed with the signs I'm seeing out in the stands. Most of them are a bunch of stupid anagrams for ESPN. Plus there's a sign that clearly looks like it was made at halftime that's bashing Lunardi for having WKU as one of the "Last Four Out" for about five weeks. Ain't his fault USA actually won some games...
There are some rays of sunshine though. A couple USA fans have signs saying "The Jags deserve to Dance", which I agree with. Another says "No Doubt...Courtney is All-American", which I don't necessarily.
My favorite one is a sign that says "Mid-Major my-" and then a picture of a donkey. I don't necessarily agree with that one either, but it's funny.
Sun Belted LIVE
11:22 in the 2nd WKU is up 47-37.
A lot of guys have been getting traveling calls and their fourth fouls during the game, which makes me even more glad Soul Train isn't here.
Oh, I'm sure he tried, but can you imagine an 8-hour road trip with SOUL TRAIN!?
"Give me a C, Give me a A, Give me a R, Exclamation Mark, EXCLAMATION MARK!"
Not to mention trying to get everyone on the interstate to do the wave and finding a way to mess up the National Anthem as some juncture.
But, he is a part of the WKU Spirit, so in memorium I'm saying about 45 "fours" after somebody get's their fourth foul, and singing "The Roof, The Roof, The Roof is on fire" after every traveling call.
A lot of guys have been getting traveling calls and their fourth fouls during the game, which makes me even more glad Soul Train isn't here.
Oh, I'm sure he tried, but can you imagine an 8-hour road trip with SOUL TRAIN!?
"Give me a C, Give me a A, Give me a R, Exclamation Mark, EXCLAMATION MARK!"
Not to mention trying to get everyone on the interstate to do the wave and finding a way to mess up the National Anthem as some juncture.
But, he is a part of the WKU Spirit, so in memorium I'm saying about 45 "fours" after somebody get's their fourth foul, and singing "The Roof, The Roof, The Roof is on fire" after every traveling call.
Sun Belted LIVE
15:27 in the 2nd WKU up 42-32. Western's biggest lead of the night.
Jeremy...or Jerome...Evans is eviscerating them inside. Unless MTSU comes back, he's my MVP.
Jeremy...or Jerome...Evans is eviscerating them inside. Unless MTSU comes back, he's my MVP.
SUN BELTED HALFTIME SHOW
I got a All-Tournament Ballot. WIN WIN WIN. ME ME ME. I can't decide whether to seriously do one or just mess everything up. How do you spell "Aguilar"?
Sun Belted LIVE at the Half
Western is up at halftime 34-31. Orlando Mendez-Valdez...or Valdez-Mendez...or Exxon Valdez shot a three pointer with under four seconds left to put the Toppers up. It's gonna be bad for the Blue Raiders if he gets hot in the second half.
Sun Belted LIVE
34.5 seconds-Tied at 31
The WKU athletic director is here, of course, and his kid is probably talking the most smack of anyone in the section behind me.
Hypothetical here: What if the ref's gave him a T? How would that look, especially in front of Sun Belt commish Wright "Big Daddy" Waters?
The WKU athletic director is here, of course, and his kid is probably talking the most smack of anyone in the section behind me.
Hypothetical here: What if the ref's gave him a T? How would that look, especially in front of Sun Belt commish Wright "Big Daddy" Waters?
Sun Belted LIVE
3:17
MTSU is only up one, 28-27. WKU has gotten the last couple of calls, and might parlay this into a lead.
Ty Rogers just plowed into press row right in front of me, he almost knocked the laptop I'm using off the table. Which would have been bad. At least he didn't jump over the table like he did against South Alabama. Teebagged by Ty Rogers on national television....how many decades would it take for me to live that one down?
MTSU is only up one, 28-27. WKU has gotten the last couple of calls, and might parlay this into a lead.
Ty Rogers just plowed into press row right in front of me, he almost knocked the laptop I'm using off the table. Which would have been bad. At least he didn't jump over the table like he did against South Alabama. Teebagged by Ty Rogers on national television....how many decades would it take for me to live that one down?
Sun Belted LIVE
4:41 left in the first.
MTSU is up 28-25.
Do the stat guys think I'm actually doing something important? They keep handing me box scores like I am. I wonder if I can weasel my way into a All-Tournament ballot...
MTSU is up 28-25.
Do the stat guys think I'm actually doing something important? They keep handing me box scores like I am. I wonder if I can weasel my way into a All-Tournament ballot...
Sun Belted LIVE Cont.
26-21 MTSU with 6:50 left.
MTSU just keeps feeding it into the paint, and are getting plenty of shots up, make or miss. Not sure what to make of all this just yet. Will continue...
MTSU just keeps feeding it into the paint, and are getting plenty of shots up, make or miss. Not sure what to make of all this just yet. Will continue...
Sun Belted LIVE Cont.
I'm pretty sure officials can give fans a technical and just have it on the team, but what about band directors?
WKU's pep band leader has been tearing into the refs the past three games, and in the Tall Dude's opinions, is just begging for it. Watch him get hit with one, then have Western lose by one point.
Can the band play "I'm sorry' by...well, the millions of singers with titles like that?
WKU's pep band leader has been tearing into the refs the past three games, and in the Tall Dude's opinions, is just begging for it. Watch him get hit with one, then have Western lose by one point.
Can the band play "I'm sorry' by...well, the millions of singers with titles like that?
Sun Belted LIVE Cont.
Missed the first media TO, it was 8-4, but it's changed now. Thought I'd let ya know.
During opponent's free throws, there's some fat hairy dude in WKU's student section that takes his shirt off and starts jiggly his belly like he has ringworms or something. Plus some other dude reaches over and pinches his nipple and he pretends to like it, at least I hope he pretends. To compound matters, now he's shaved a big T in his chest hair. I'm sure the shooters don't pay much attention, but I'd kind of like to see one fire a ball straight at his head. That'll get his shirt back on...
11:50 in the first. MTSU is up 16-13. WKU is on a mini-run, so I'm sure they'll get the lead at some point soon.
During opponent's free throws, there's some fat hairy dude in WKU's student section that takes his shirt off and starts jiggly his belly like he has ringworms or something. Plus some other dude reaches over and pinches his nipple and he pretends to like it, at least I hope he pretends. To compound matters, now he's shaved a big T in his chest hair. I'm sure the shooters don't pay much attention, but I'd kind of like to see one fire a ball straight at his head. That'll get his shirt back on...
11:50 in the first. MTSU is up 16-13. WKU is on a mini-run, so I'm sure they'll get the lead at some point soon.
Sun Belted Day IV: LIVE-Mobile
Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, as if anybody cares. Things have been rather fast-paced in the life of the Tall Dude lately. So, as compensation for this lack of correspondence I present to you a men's final live blog.
LIVE: A couple things.
They haven't done it in Mobile, but why do they call Jeremy Evans 'the big man in the middle' at all of WKU's home games? Not only is D.J. Magley as tall and about 100 lbs. heavier, he STARTS too. He also has a smoking hot sister in Jessica Magley, which helps.
LIVE: A couple things.
They haven't done it in Mobile, but why do they call Jeremy Evans 'the big man in the middle' at all of WKU's home games? Not only is D.J. Magley as tall and about 100 lbs. heavier, he STARTS too. He also has a smoking hot sister in Jessica Magley, which helps.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Sun Belted: Those Big Head Monstahs Part II
Time for round two, readers. And these two mascots are doozies...
BIG HEAD MONSTAH #4: LIGHTNING
Lightning is the mascot for the Middle Tennessee State Blue Raiders. I don't know what those two silver things on the side of its back are. Wings maybe? They look more like two badly dislocated shoulder blades or two awkwardly placed sacks of fat. Yuck.
In all seriousness, this mascot looks like the steroid-abusing love child of a My Little Pony figure and a Smurf. And what's with the shirt? What is he, Captain Marvel?
BIG HEAD MONSTAH #5: RED
A short preface: I was told that apparently Arkansas State is in the middle of a transition period in which they are removing all Native American-affiliated mascots, slogans, and songs from its repertoire. So to eliminate their offensive Native American mascot they came up with Red, a mascot to represent the "spirit" of ASU.
That being said, could someone please tell me just what in the hell this is? I mean seriously. Is it some sort of carrot-man? An overcooked gas station hot dog? A fire ant with Reeboks?
And what's with the shirt? Does he do stunt double work for Liberace or something?
And what's with the shoes, get away from the Chuck Taylors, spend some change, and buy some of them new Jordans, ya dork.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Sun Belted: Those Big Head Monstahs
This begins my feature on the only things here with head sizes comparable to mine, those crazy mascots. I'll provide a photo for those not familar, and then give a general critique of those figureheads of the Sun Belt.
Note: Big Red is by far the best mascot in the conference, so I'm not going to even bother with a analysis, except to say that he looks like a swollen prostate gland with feet.
BIG HEAD MONSTAH #1: SCRAPPY THE EAGLE
By far the most impressive looking mascot besides Big Red I have seen at the tournament. It acts like it would just kick your butt if you started talking smack about the Mean Green, and it looks big enough to bench press the team bus.
Plus he gave me the stink-eye during the quarterfinal game. We about threw down in the middle of the Mitchell Center, but ARob held me back.
A sad note for the Tall Dude. Since both of North Texas's teams were bounced in the quarterfinals, the Tall Dude will no longer be able to see their smoking hot cheerleader.
Well, at least there's still FIU.
BIG HEAD MONSTAH #2: HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED (UALR's MASCOT)
I'd love to provide you a picture of this shady character, but unfortunately I don't know its name so I couldn't find it on Google (any help with that would be appreciated). However, I have seen enough to be adversely affected.
I won't say much, because I'm afraid if I blog about him three times into a mirror he'll magically appear and lop my head off. I will say this, though. I think I had a nightmare about this dude once, in it he took my soul. I don't think I'm going to sleep well tonight.
BIG HEAD MONSTAH #3: OWLSY
I must confess, this doesn't look to much like an owl to me. It looks more like a giant pigeon. And a gangster-ass pigeon at that. This particular picture doesn't do it justice. Owlsy looks way more hardcore in his away uniform.
On a side note: I saw a pigeon that looked about like Owlsy in Central Park in New York City when I went there last summer. He had a gun and tried to mug me, but I threw some bread crumbs which distracted it long enough for me to get away.
Sun Belted Day III Part II: Battle-Mobile
Today was the day we would have the most free time so me and the gang had to use it wisely. We decided to sleep as long as possible to have as much energy as we could, so we didn't really get up and moving until 12:30 or 1. You would be surprised how much motivation it takes to get up and put one's pants one in the morning.
We set off at around lunchtime to Raise some Cane. Did we go cow tipping? No. Did we cruising around, yelling "Whoevah seen da leprechaun say yeah!" to random people on the street? Nope. What did we do to unleash hell upon the unsuspecting populace of Mobile? We killed about 12 chickens at Raising Cane's Chicken Fingers.
Let me backtrack, I'm exaggerating a bit. We didn't actually kill the chickens. I don't want the blog to be swarming with PETA treehuggers. We simply ate their fingers.
So I'm sure there's a farm somewhere in Alabama with a bunch of fingerless chickens running around, maybe playing soccer or learning to use chicken prosthetics.
Three of us ordered the Caner, the most expensive value meal they had which consisted of 5 chicken fingers, a thick slice of Texas toast, an order of fries and some cole slaw. And a large drink.
In short, it was poultry-assisted gastrointestinal suicide, and I was loving every minute of it.
The other dude with us ordered a chicken sandwich, but no waffle fries.
Afterwards, we went to see the U.S.S Alabama. I'm not sure what USS stands for, but it's probably something like "Used for Short Sailors". My head was in a constant state of lowered to dodge doorways, light fixtures, overhead pipes, the helicopter tour, etc. I struggled even more than Alec Baldwin in The Hunt for Red October or Denzel Washington in Crimson Tide, which is really ironic.
To add injurious insult to insulting injury, halfway through our groups inspection of the ship's interior, I got separated from the group. I hunted through every corner of that ship, until I finally found them up in the crow's nest.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, we moved to the submarine. I have a newfound respect for the sailors of the Second World War. I can only hope they doubled as jockeys during peacetime.
The doorways doubled as portholes. I've seen doggy doors bigger than the portals I had to crawl through. I had never planned to join the U.S. armed forces. But know I'm damn sure I'll never join the Navy.
After the excursion, we chilled at the hotel for two hours then decided to go over to the Mitchell Center early to check out the end of the UALR-FAU game. After that will be the WKU-UNT game, which I won't cover, but will still join my compatriot ARob on the sideline for. So I will essentially be compensated for dicking around on my computer for a couple hours.
God I love my job.
We set off at around lunchtime to Raise some Cane. Did we go cow tipping? No. Did we cruising around, yelling "Whoevah seen da leprechaun say yeah!" to random people on the street? Nope. What did we do to unleash hell upon the unsuspecting populace of Mobile? We killed about 12 chickens at Raising Cane's Chicken Fingers.
Let me backtrack, I'm exaggerating a bit. We didn't actually kill the chickens. I don't want the blog to be swarming with PETA treehuggers. We simply ate their fingers.
So I'm sure there's a farm somewhere in Alabama with a bunch of fingerless chickens running around, maybe playing soccer or learning to use chicken prosthetics.
Three of us ordered the Caner, the most expensive value meal they had which consisted of 5 chicken fingers, a thick slice of Texas toast, an order of fries and some cole slaw. And a large drink.
In short, it was poultry-assisted gastrointestinal suicide, and I was loving every minute of it.
The other dude with us ordered a chicken sandwich, but no waffle fries.
Afterwards, we went to see the U.S.S Alabama. I'm not sure what USS stands for, but it's probably something like "Used for Short Sailors". My head was in a constant state of lowered to dodge doorways, light fixtures, overhead pipes, the helicopter tour, etc. I struggled even more than Alec Baldwin in The Hunt for Red October or Denzel Washington in Crimson Tide, which is really ironic.
To add injurious insult to insulting injury, halfway through our groups inspection of the ship's interior, I got separated from the group. I hunted through every corner of that ship, until I finally found them up in the crow's nest.
Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, we moved to the submarine. I have a newfound respect for the sailors of the Second World War. I can only hope they doubled as jockeys during peacetime.
The doorways doubled as portholes. I've seen doggy doors bigger than the portals I had to crawl through. I had never planned to join the U.S. armed forces. But know I'm damn sure I'll never join the Navy.
After the excursion, we chilled at the hotel for two hours then decided to go over to the Mitchell Center early to check out the end of the UALR-FAU game. After that will be the WKU-UNT game, which I won't cover, but will still join my compatriot ARob on the sideline for. So I will essentially be compensated for dicking around on my computer for a couple hours.
God I love my job.
Sun Belted Day III: Auto-Mobile Cont.
I feel like I haven't been adequately describing the positions I have to contort myself into to fit in ARob's Prizm. I do confess it is hard to put into words, but luckily I found this picture and article on Deadspin that puts my plight in a pretty accurate light.
One sympathizes.
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