Oh, it was so edenic last night, sitting at home in my big old easy chair, watching in obvious glee as we matched the Oregon Ogres basket for basket well into the second half!
There was Aanen Moody, doing his impersonation of Steph Curry, and Brandon Whitney with his deft handle seemingly able to glide into the paint at will. Dischon Thomas was grabbing rebounds, and our fabulous freshman Money Williams, after hitting the trey to tie the game at halftime, scored on three consecutive possessions in the second half, looking like he was going to take over the game. For the first time in memory, Montana had some heft on the floor, not looking totally unmatched against an elite Power Five program. And it looked like the Ducks, missing their key big, Dante, might be vulnerable.
Could we pull this off?
Ah, no. Of course not. Once again, that big old ugly snake reared its ugly head, as it has so many times with this program: The almost legendary scoring drought. This time it was roughly four minutes--enough time for Oregon to run off 14 unanswered points--while our team weaved around on the perimeter, forcing shots at the end of the shot clock without getting anything going to the basket. Let an opponent turn its defensive intensity against us, and we seem lost, unable to run plays or have any antidote for these scoring droughts.
It's been the curse of this program for years now, and it's so sad because Decuire and his staff have got some nice pieces this year, with welcome height and and excellent depth. A team that definitely has a shot to win the Big Sky.
But we gotta deal with that snake.
There was Aanen Moody, doing his impersonation of Steph Curry, and Brandon Whitney with his deft handle seemingly able to glide into the paint at will. Dischon Thomas was grabbing rebounds, and our fabulous freshman Money Williams, after hitting the trey to tie the game at halftime, scored on three consecutive possessions in the second half, looking like he was going to take over the game. For the first time in memory, Montana had some heft on the floor, not looking totally unmatched against an elite Power Five program. And it looked like the Ducks, missing their key big, Dante, might be vulnerable.
Could we pull this off?
Ah, no. Of course not. Once again, that big old ugly snake reared its ugly head, as it has so many times with this program: The almost legendary scoring drought. This time it was roughly four minutes--enough time for Oregon to run off 14 unanswered points--while our team weaved around on the perimeter, forcing shots at the end of the shot clock without getting anything going to the basket. Let an opponent turn its defensive intensity against us, and we seem lost, unable to run plays or have any antidote for these scoring droughts.
It's been the curse of this program for years now, and it's so sad because Decuire and his staff have got some nice pieces this year, with welcome height and and excellent depth. A team that definitely has a shot to win the Big Sky.
But we gotta deal with that snake.