Sadly, a longtime passion for Griz basketball was ebbing in the worst way a relationship can—not with a fiery and satisfying “F you!”, but rather a slow slide into disinterest, of just not giving a damn.
Was it other interests, such as the rise of Griz football? Maybe of having a front row seat to the incomparable Steph Curry and the Warriors dynasty?
Or was it Griz basketball itself, those treks to Palo Alto or San Jose or Portland to watch a team suffer predicable scoring droughts in route to blowout losses.
In any event, Saturday was a gray rainy day in San Francisco, by calendar the darkest day of the year. Did I want to drive clear across town to watch the Griz as 16-point dogs suffer another humiliating defeat? Or rather sit in the warmth of my own dumpster to watch the Warriors-Timberwolves game on TV later that afternoon.
But tradition prevailed, and I’m glad it did. This team--and the entire Griz program--was a revelation!
Sure, there were a few scoring droughts, one of more than three minutes in the first half during which we went from up two to down nine—a deficit we were never able to overcome. They hit their treys, we missed. A Dons fan sitting next to me admitted that his team during that stretch was shooting out of their minds.
But the positives were everywhere.
DeCuire has always coached good defense. And against one of the better defensive teams in the country, you would have been hard-pressed to distinguish between the defensive prowess of these two teams.
OMG, the recruiting. This staff has regained its recruiting magic, punching way above their weight. Money was an incredible get, with yet another 4-star recruit, Tyler Thompson, in the wings.
And the portal? This year it giveth far more than it taketh away. Joe Pridgen is a baller and Malik Moore a stud. These are athletes of the caliber of DeCuire’s earliest recruits, Michael Oguine and Ahmaad Rorie.
But the icing on the cake for me is the character of DeCuire and his staff, as reflected in their players. I’ve had brief chats over the years with a few of our players, and they always impress with their intelligence and their demeanor.
If I have any suggestions for this team, it would be to relate a story popular among Warrior fans.
A few years back, when the Warriors had the number two choice in the draft, they brought in Anthony Edwards for a tryout. Afterwards, Kerr reportedly told Edwards in no uncertain terms that he had to step up his game. Move faster. Work harder. Talent isn’t enough in the NBA, he told Edwards.
And Edwards took it to heart. He still recalls that conversation with great affection.
So too with our own Money Williams. This is a young man with phenomenal talent, one of the few Montana players who can get his own shot, maybe among the best ever at Montana.
But while I know he’s playing with a heavy heart, he has to play harder. It was only late in the game, with his powerful almost unstoppable drives to the basket, that we threatened to win this game. Off those drives he either scored, was fouled, or dished.
We needed to see more of that earlier.
Finally a shout out to Brandon Whitney’s family who flew up for the game. Beautiful, classy people.
Was it other interests, such as the rise of Griz football? Maybe of having a front row seat to the incomparable Steph Curry and the Warriors dynasty?
Or was it Griz basketball itself, those treks to Palo Alto or San Jose or Portland to watch a team suffer predicable scoring droughts in route to blowout losses.
In any event, Saturday was a gray rainy day in San Francisco, by calendar the darkest day of the year. Did I want to drive clear across town to watch the Griz as 16-point dogs suffer another humiliating defeat? Or rather sit in the warmth of my own dumpster to watch the Warriors-Timberwolves game on TV later that afternoon.
But tradition prevailed, and I’m glad it did. This team--and the entire Griz program--was a revelation!
Sure, there were a few scoring droughts, one of more than three minutes in the first half during which we went from up two to down nine—a deficit we were never able to overcome. They hit their treys, we missed. A Dons fan sitting next to me admitted that his team during that stretch was shooting out of their minds.
But the positives were everywhere.
DeCuire has always coached good defense. And against one of the better defensive teams in the country, you would have been hard-pressed to distinguish between the defensive prowess of these two teams.
OMG, the recruiting. This staff has regained its recruiting magic, punching way above their weight. Money was an incredible get, with yet another 4-star recruit, Tyler Thompson, in the wings.
And the portal? This year it giveth far more than it taketh away. Joe Pridgen is a baller and Malik Moore a stud. These are athletes of the caliber of DeCuire’s earliest recruits, Michael Oguine and Ahmaad Rorie.
But the icing on the cake for me is the character of DeCuire and his staff, as reflected in their players. I’ve had brief chats over the years with a few of our players, and they always impress with their intelligence and their demeanor.
If I have any suggestions for this team, it would be to relate a story popular among Warrior fans.
A few years back, when the Warriors had the number two choice in the draft, they brought in Anthony Edwards for a tryout. Afterwards, Kerr reportedly told Edwards in no uncertain terms that he had to step up his game. Move faster. Work harder. Talent isn’t enough in the NBA, he told Edwards.
And Edwards took it to heart. He still recalls that conversation with great affection.
So too with our own Money Williams. This is a young man with phenomenal talent, one of the few Montana players who can get his own shot, maybe among the best ever at Montana.
But while I know he’s playing with a heavy heart, he has to play harder. It was only late in the game, with his powerful almost unstoppable drives to the basket, that we threatened to win this game. Off those drives he either scored, was fouled, or dished.
We needed to see more of that earlier.
Finally a shout out to Brandon Whitney’s family who flew up for the game. Beautiful, classy people.