NCAA Tournament "Real" Championship

Like the Final Four, the Real Four had two blowouts. So we pulled the plug at halftime, something we wish the NCAA had enough balls to do.

There really wasn't any question since Round 1 that it would be Webber vs. UNLV in the finals. As you can tell, Tark is especially nervous about this title game:

In my mind, it's a dead heat. UNLV was the original thugs in college basketball. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have people screaming "This how we gon' eat" after games, the Fab Five and flashing gang signs on the court.

On the other hand, Chris Webber ruined his life. That's pretty damn real.

The polls are open and will close when the UCLA-Florida game ends.

Note: this has been condensed, click on the image for an enlarged version.

5) Chris Webber (Michigan, 1992)

Recap: We all remember this one: Trailing to North Carolina, 73-71, in the national championship game, Webber called a timeout the Wolverines didn't have with 11 seconds remaining (let's not forget his blatant travel coming down the court, either). He received a technical, and the Tar Heels won the national title.

Webber was scarred forever, always shying away from the game's biggest moment in the NBA. I wonder: was this the worst moment of his life, or hearing that he was being tried for perjury? I'd go with this.

Real Reason: Like Al Skinner, another example of how stupidity can be brilliance.

Good thing this never really happened...


2) 1990 UNLV team

Recap: A lot of people credit the Fab Five with thugging-out basketball, but the UNLV Rebels were definitely the originators. With a bunch of future NBA Players (Larry Johnson, Greg Anthony, Stacey Augmom), the Rebels pounded Duke, 103-73, in the most-lopsided championship game ever.

And they talked a whole lot of shit too.

LJ's pre-game quote: "If we win, I think Coach ought to take the trophy and put it right in the middle of his desk. Then, if the NCAA guys come after him like everybody says, they'll have to look right at it."

LJ's postgame quote: "You can call us bad guys if you want to. And you can call us thugs. But at the end of it all, you can call us, 'national champions.' We'd appreciate that."

Real Reason: This photo says it all: three teammates in a hot tub, sharing beers with a known sports fixer. On a side note, too bad this picture cost "Tark the Shark" his job...

We'll let you guys figure out which one wasn't a Runnin' Rebel....

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