As a mostly unnecessary public service, I present a lighthearted representation of what we will witness this week at MSG.
DePaul - the weather will be good. No delays are expected at O’Hare. All 6 fans will pack a toothbrush into their Harry Caray Chicago Cubs fannypack for their annual one night stay in NYC. Comment most often heard? It’s just like Chicago, only dirtier. Second most frequent comment? Where’s the Old Style beer?
Creighton - a very decent traveling contingent. Filled with solid Nebraskans. Amazed by the traffic and noise, and lack of tractors in town. Very nice people, who sell their tickets below cost when the Blue Jays are eliminated. If they were a meal, they would be pot roast. Solid, filling and bland.
Villanova - On the drive north, up the Jersey Turnpike, they become arrogant pricks around exit 7A. We know, you have 2 national championships. We know, Jay Wright was spawned by an Armani god. You don’t need to remind us every 3 minutes. Seriously, their only saving grace? Next year MSG will be infiltrated by a larger swarm of vermin from Yukon.
Providence - Interesting bunch. For a school that has won nothing in eon’s, their fans talk a lot of crap. When I think of the Friars, I think of cod. A solid, filling fish. Good in stews. But not good enough to be salmon. In fact, as they face elimination this week, I shall walk up to a Providence coed, and compliment her on being a trophy cod. I’m truly a nice guy.
Seton Hall - Straight from East Orange, New Jersey, we have Willard and his band of Buccaneers. Weird fan base. Mix one part delusional expectations. Add another 2 parts of coach hatred. Add another part of general slime...and you have a Seton Hall fan. I know and have worked with several of them over the years. I’ve attended games at the Rock with some of them. One thing remains constant. I feel like taking a 45 minute shower after the encounter. They are just a slimy bunch.
Georgetown- for years, this group was as arrogant as the Nova bunch. Then they started losing. And rooting for them became as popular as a Hoya Starter jacket. With the demise of St John’s and the abandonment of the league by the bastard school in upstate NY, they lost their natural enemies overnight. Now, their fan base might as well be from Creighton.
Xavier - decent midwestern folks that are saddled rooting for a band of lawless hooligans on the court. If there’s a dirty play taking place, guaranteed there is a Mouseketeer nearby. They are lucky to be in the Big East. They should be hanging with the University of Cincinnati, arguing about the best bowl of chili in town.
Marquette - a fan base that walks around with 3 things on the mind. 1) can one of them give birth to Aaron Rogers child. 2) where can they find decent cheese curds and Miller Ponies in NYC 3) all set to the opening theme song from Laverne and Shirley. Talking with a Marquette fan will always lead you down memory lane. Invariably the names Al McGuire and Bo Ellis will come up, followed by a sigh, followed by a gulp of beer and a belch. Repeat with the guy standing next to her.
Butler - interesting bunch. The team has been successful over the years. You would expect to hear more crap from their fans. Not a peep. It’s the Indianapolis syndrome that comes shining through. It demands politeness, even when trailing by 20. Because a slice of shoo fly pie, washed down with cold milk, cures all problems.
St. John’s - the fan base representing the Storm falls into 2 categories. 1) college kids that look and act like they are there against their will. Too cool to cheer very loudly. Worried about trying to get 7 guys with no girls into a Manhatten club after the game. 2) 60 plus year old guys, praying that the game doesn’t go into overtime, because they will miss their LIRR train, and they only brought 1 Depends with them. On Wednesday night, they will put on the old SJU sweatshirt, with the gravy stain from 1993. Chant Ewing sucks, from muscle memory. And compare current players to guys from 35 years ago. You know, that Champagnie guy reminds me of Willie Glass. Yeah, and Rutherford is like Bobby Kelly. Followed by 20 minutes of Kelly career highlights.....all right maybe 4 minutes.
This is just my look at what to expect. Have fun!
DePaul - the weather will be good. No delays are expected at O’Hare. All 6 fans will pack a toothbrush into their Harry Caray Chicago Cubs fannypack for their annual one night stay in NYC. Comment most often heard? It’s just like Chicago, only dirtier. Second most frequent comment? Where’s the Old Style beer?
Creighton - a very decent traveling contingent. Filled with solid Nebraskans. Amazed by the traffic and noise, and lack of tractors in town. Very nice people, who sell their tickets below cost when the Blue Jays are eliminated. If they were a meal, they would be pot roast. Solid, filling and bland.
Villanova - On the drive north, up the Jersey Turnpike, they become arrogant pricks around exit 7A. We know, you have 2 national championships. We know, Jay Wright was spawned by an Armani god. You don’t need to remind us every 3 minutes. Seriously, their only saving grace? Next year MSG will be infiltrated by a larger swarm of vermin from Yukon.
Providence - Interesting bunch. For a school that has won nothing in eon’s, their fans talk a lot of crap. When I think of the Friars, I think of cod. A solid, filling fish. Good in stews. But not good enough to be salmon. In fact, as they face elimination this week, I shall walk up to a Providence coed, and compliment her on being a trophy cod. I’m truly a nice guy.
Seton Hall - Straight from East Orange, New Jersey, we have Willard and his band of Buccaneers. Weird fan base. Mix one part delusional expectations. Add another 2 parts of coach hatred. Add another part of general slime...and you have a Seton Hall fan. I know and have worked with several of them over the years. I’ve attended games at the Rock with some of them. One thing remains constant. I feel like taking a 45 minute shower after the encounter. They are just a slimy bunch.
Georgetown- for years, this group was as arrogant as the Nova bunch. Then they started losing. And rooting for them became as popular as a Hoya Starter jacket. With the demise of St John’s and the abandonment of the league by the bastard school in upstate NY, they lost their natural enemies overnight. Now, their fan base might as well be from Creighton.
Xavier - decent midwestern folks that are saddled rooting for a band of lawless hooligans on the court. If there’s a dirty play taking place, guaranteed there is a Mouseketeer nearby. They are lucky to be in the Big East. They should be hanging with the University of Cincinnati, arguing about the best bowl of chili in town.
Marquette - a fan base that walks around with 3 things on the mind. 1) can one of them give birth to Aaron Rogers child. 2) where can they find decent cheese curds and Miller Ponies in NYC 3) all set to the opening theme song from Laverne and Shirley. Talking with a Marquette fan will always lead you down memory lane. Invariably the names Al McGuire and Bo Ellis will come up, followed by a sigh, followed by a gulp of beer and a belch. Repeat with the guy standing next to her.
Butler - interesting bunch. The team has been successful over the years. You would expect to hear more crap from their fans. Not a peep. It’s the Indianapolis syndrome that comes shining through. It demands politeness, even when trailing by 20. Because a slice of shoo fly pie, washed down with cold milk, cures all problems.
St. John’s - the fan base representing the Storm falls into 2 categories. 1) college kids that look and act like they are there against their will. Too cool to cheer very loudly. Worried about trying to get 7 guys with no girls into a Manhatten club after the game. 2) 60 plus year old guys, praying that the game doesn’t go into overtime, because they will miss their LIRR train, and they only brought 1 Depends with them. On Wednesday night, they will put on the old SJU sweatshirt, with the gravy stain from 1993. Chant Ewing sucks, from muscle memory. And compare current players to guys from 35 years ago. You know, that Champagnie guy reminds me of Willie Glass. Yeah, and Rutherford is like Bobby Kelly. Followed by 20 minutes of Kelly career highlights.....all right maybe 4 minutes.
This is just my look at what to expect. Have fun!
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