And so we are back in lovely Gampel Pavilion (actually a noisy trash heap) where the Husky Ladies (a label, not descriptive) are set to put a thumping on poor Robert Morris.
What about undefeated season do you not understand?
We get a good deal of that in Stars Hollow, it’s like the Sun coming up or Spring. Whatever disappoints you in life you can count on UConn Women’s Basketball. The frustrating part is that UConn doesn’t appreciate the program enough.
As a student/athlete do you come because of Throwball? Well, then you’re an idiot because that program is going nowhere and is a huge financial drain. Do you come with a damaged chromosome? Sorry, you are on the B squad. You only wish you were good enough (I’ll point out that the Ladies regularly practice against the guys and kick their butts).
People come because of the Women’s Basketball Team and they aspire to be part of that winning tradition (yeah, went to UConn for a year, Buckley South, no food Saturday and Sunday but you are next door to the Universal Grocery Store which only runs out of beer during a blizzard).
Prohibitive favorites. I hardly bother watching during the season (since they’ve moved into a different Conference they don’t even have to face Notre Dame anymore). They did trail at the Half on occasion.
And they are the darlings of ESPN which is just down the road in Bristol where I once got my car siezed because I was driving under suspension for not paying a speeding ticket. The kind Officer dumped me at the ‘Mall Without A Phone’ instead of the more friendly Strip Club across the street.
Ah, Stars Hollow.
U – Conn Husky, symbol of might to the foe.
Fight, fight Connecticut, It’s vict’ry, Let’s go.
Connecticut U – Conn Husky,
vict’ry again for the White and Blue
So go – go – go Connecticut, Connecticut U.
C – O – N – N – E – C – T – I – C – U – T
Connecticut, Connecticut Husky, Connecticut Husky
Connecticut C – O – N – N – U! Fight!
Cocky? Yes I am chromosome damaged.