Chalmers...or God-ling?

I have to admit....my heart was in it for Kansas. Partially for my roommate (and the 1500 friends I have met through him who are all in some way or another affiliated with KU) and partially because its kinda a Cinderella story. So I watched hopefully. And it was a tight game overall. KU had a slim lead at the half. Toward the end of the second quarter things went array. In the lead, Memphis was fouled twice in a row.....only making one on the free throws. And lets not talk about the Memphis three pointer that was reviewed and then counted as a 2. The clock is dwindling down under a minute and in my head im like (damn KU was so close) and then my heart jumped out of my chest. Mario Chalmers launches a game tie 3 to take it to overtime. Divine intervention for the entire last 5 minutes before overtime. And I promise you I was on my feet, pumping my fist with a frenzy of excitement that I haven't encountered since the early 90's with the Knicks.

And it was a wrap after that. Memphis was broken. The state if Kansas erupted in a furry that has not been seen ever before. And I waved that mutha fuckin wheat. This is probably the closest I will ever be to a college affiliation that has a sports team to be proud of. So, I hearby induct myself into KU. But only for the day. Cause everyone knows that there are no black people in Kansas.

Just wheat. Ruby Slippers. And yellow brick roads. Oh, and awesome NCAA champions. And thier baby mommas.

"You better be goin to the NBA....Requanisha needs some new diapers"

...too far?