Friday, March 28, 2008

You give, you get

The worst part about Tennessee's tournament departure?  My bracket, already on life-support, took a hit.  The best part?  No more pictures of Bruce Pearl acting like a fucking clown.  Pearl has become the favorite of all.  Partly because he's okay being the coach not worried about looking too much like the coach, partly because he is very, let's say accommodating, and partly because he's touched and texted Erin Andrews.  And it all really only amounts to Pearl being a flavor of the month.  He's Jamal Anderson, or Anna Kournikova, or Turk Wendell, or any number of douchy highlight attractions whose act got tired when it was slowly recognized that the results did not match the acclaim.  And now, it all just looks silly.