I tried to come up with a more appropriate post title, but it's hard to get choke and hit a fuckin' free throw already to rhyme with Tiger. Way to piss away that nine-point lead in the last two minutes, Memphis! I particularly enjoyed watching you execute the shot-clock modified Four Corners offense with 1:17 to go, you know, the one where Douglas-Roberts stood rooted in place holding the ball, managing to burn four whole seconds off the clock before the Kansas defenders shook off their befuddlement--wait... oh, he's not going to pass? or even move? well, okay--and went ahead and fouled him. And he promptly missed the front end of the one-and-one, and the two following that on Memphis' next possession, and then Kansas hit only their third three of the game with seven seconds left to send it into overtime, and Memphis folded and that was that.
And Boltgirl lost her office pool as a result. Way to go, assholes!
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