I’ve seen Yale as the most probable upset between seeds 13-16 in other places, which is probably a more accurate statement. If you count seed 8-9 as an upset, of course it’s probably more likely than Yale winning, but c’mon, let’s be serious ESPN
I think they have a pretty clear path to the 16. It would be a lot of fun to see Pitino vs Calipari in the 2nd round, though. I don’t think they will get past Florida, but anything could happen at that point.
Thank you. I’m well aware that you know this stuff better than anybody on this page, because you go back to the days of Joe DePre! And it would be wonderful theater if the two paesanos met in the round of thirty-two. No love lost there, you surely realize, Doctor - unlike the case with you and I!
Yes, and Sonny Dove as well. Can’t forget the Whopper. They all played for the Nets, too. But the last 2 times I saw St. John’s play in person were the Regional Final in 1979 and the first round game at the Nassau Colliseum in 1982 when Avery Rawlings and Paul Little shot a combined 9-32 and Penn lost a winnable game.
Very good, once again, Doctor! What a great memory provided about the late, great Sonny Dove, who died tragically enough and well before his time, skidding into Brooklyn's Gowanus Canal through a bridge opening, while driving his taxi some 42 years ago - fortunately for the multitude of Yale and Princeton ingrates, they won't spend a moment, concerning themselves with driving a cab!
But you see now, this is no shtick, you're party to here, sir - at least not one you're being paid as handsomely for as those two Princeton basketball upperclassmen were, for taking part in a really rewarding shtick these past five months! No, no paid shtick here. Just another case of great minds thinking alike, I suppose; and once a Queens boys, ALWAYS a Queens boy.
By the way, and since we're entering tournament mode, Doctor, can you please share with us your reminiscences of that white knuckle game in '79 between your Red Storm (Née, Redmen) and the University of Pennsylvania. That famous tournament game that propelled Bob Weinhauer's Quakers to the Final Four. I believe your godson, Wayne McKoy, played a role in it, if I'm not mistaken. In any case, who were the difference makers that day?
Thanks again.
you had to remind me. That '98 team played the most beautiful brand of basketball I’ve ever seen. I was sitting in nose bleed seats in the Hartford Civic Center that my buddy and I paid $200 a piece for from a guy under a bridge (that was way before StubHub when ticking scalping became “clean” and "legit). I was worrying about how the hell I was going to get more time off from work to see the Tigers in the Sweet Sixteen and then BOOM Mateen ended the dream.