Sweet towel of Tark, the Fresno State Bulldogs are back on the dance floor.
Did you see the smile on Jerry Tarkanian’s bronzed face outside the Thomas & Mack Center, where his Bulldogs won their way back into the NCAA Tournament with a 68-63 towel-chomper of a victory over San Diego State in Saturday’s Mountain West Tournament final in Vegas?
In a single night, Fresno State coach Rodney Terry and his charges vanquished the staggering stretch of dullness that had swallowed the men’s basketball program since Tark last took the Bulldogs to the Tournament in 2001.
We couldn’t be happier about this development, and not because we told you this team was worth buying into before and during the season. This is great for Fresno State, it’s great for our Valley and great for a program that has been void of meaning since Talk threw in his white towel.
So, yeah, for the Bulldogs to finally emerge from the shadow of Tark, we feel less dour already. Finally, a ride worth enjoying.
All quiet on the football front – Have you heard the news coming out of Fresno State football spring camp?
Neither have we, and we like it this way. Just keep putting your helmets down, get your dawn workouts in and get better.
Oakland East in Ohio – Cleveland brown is the new silver and black, so it only makes sense the Browns want to pick up 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick at the swap meet.
This Factory of Sadness that is Cleveland reminds us of a time when Oakland owned the naming rights to NFL dysfunction, when former owner Al Davis was Al Davising and former coach Hue Jackson was building an 8-8 bully. They wanted to draft Kaepernick, but the 49ers beat both to the one-hit wonder.
Here we are, five years later, and Jackson has imported all the Raiders bewilderment to his new head-whistle gig in Cleveland, so it’s natural he still wants the Raider that never was.
We read the Browns want Kaepernick for a bag of salmonella-laced pistachios and a draft pick to be wasted later, and the 49ers would be nuts to not trade him.
Which is to say, we guess they won’t be trading him.
Let’s make a deal already – Boy, can’t wait for someone to tell the talent-strapped 49ers that the free agent store is open.
What’s that, you say? General manager Trent Baalke is saving his magic wand for the draft? A.J. Jenkins just called. Says to let him know how that works out.
Poor Parker – Because life kicks us all in the coccyx and then we die, we present to you the violin-string case of Oakland A’s pitcher Jarrod Parker.
Twelve pitches into his comeback from a broken elbow, Parker broke his elbow, and we genuinely feel for the guy. One can only hope his health insurance plan includes BOGO deals on surgery.
Throw in two prior Tommy John knife jobs, and Parker has to be wishing he played football instead. After all, football is safer than sitting on your living room sectional. Just ask Roger Goodell.
Well within range – Stephen Curry net-bottomed a three-pointer from the top of the arc inside the Phoenix Suns’ arena last night.
That’s quite some shooting range, seeing the game was played in Oakland.
When we were kids – Speaking of Curry ruining the game of basketball – much like HOV lanes are ruining traffic jams – it’s been a record 15 minutes since we last heard an ’80s NBA star tell Curry to get off his bocce lawn.
Perhaps Curry will win them over if he starts winning basketball games in the snow.
Uphill. Both ways.