Quack! That said, let’s have a good, clean game, fellas. I haven’t followed either team closely, but on paper, they seem pretty damned evenly matched, Vegas be damned.
Both have lost to second-rate teams and come back from that slough of despond to contend on the grandest possible stage. And both are to be congratulated for it.
Of course, being a college ball game, it’s likely one team or the other will get the upper hand early and present us with a blow-out. Who will that be? FUCKIFINO.
One of the beauties of college ball is the emotion that is so inextricably a part of it — the wild card factor that lets a rival with a shortage of marquee players prevail over a superior (on paper!) opponent by dint of guts and pride and opportunism. To paraphrase Rod Tidwell in “Jerry Maguire,” in college ball, they’re all heart, motherfucker!
So let the hoopla begin. And may the best team — this night — win.