[size=2](I’ve told this story in the SB one time, so sorry for the repeat)
About 20-25 years ago we were at my grandma’s house, on my mom’s side of the family. She’s had a really hard, odd life and is a bit kookie.
On the coffee table was a National Enquirer magazine. The headline read “Elvis returning to Vegas for One Last Show!”. My dad made a comment on the magazine, with Elvis being dead for at least a decade now and everyone realizing that. But of course there were some crazies out there, blind to reality, that thought maybe he was really alive.
My grandma, replied to my dad “If he doesn’t come back this time, I’m not believing it no more.”
It’s a funny story that my family likes to talk about. It’s probably funnier if you were there to be sure. But beyond the humor, you realize that 1) there really were believers that he was alive, or maybe just people with hope, but probably just clueless to what others know and 2) even those believers had a breaking point
Saturday I reached my breaking point.
I’ve watched this program go to complete $hit over the last decade plus now. Each year, some form of hope. Each year, some form of confidence in the upcoming season. Each year, no matter the record, maybe we can place in the top of the conference and do well in the tournament. Maybe we’ll get it right this year. Maybe we’ll get on TV more. Maybe…
Well, “[font=verdana]I’m not believing it no more.”[/font]
[font=verdana]This is the worst run college athletics program in the NCAA. There is something absolutely rotten with this program. It has a losing culture and I don’t think we know it or care to know it. This program died at least a decade ago, the rest of the world sees it and has moved on, why don’t we? I’m not going to be a nut who thinks maybe it’s still alive. I’ve got other, better things to associate myself with.[/font][/size]