The good news is that Wes Johnson looked pretty fucking good. I'd say back to his normal self but I'm probably wrong like I have been with everything in my life lately. The bad news is I woke up today and watched this game with anticipation of a big win. Oh, and our big man is hurt. The same big man with past knee problems. It's no secret that unless you can mash it in the paint, your team is a virtual ticking time bomb come tourny time. It's like that zone collapses without Arinze anchoring the middle. Last week if you told me Syracuse wasn't going to win the national title, I would have stole your drink and smacked your mother twice. But right now all I can do is shrug my shoulders and hope for the best. On a totally different note, I hate Michael Wilbon. Give an honest opinion and stop trying to be so politically correct all the time. It's OK to hurt some feelings.
P.S. Wake me up when people actually give a fuck about lacrosse.
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