Robert

First off, please note that my brain is currently in "refill the tank" mode. It's why I've written one article (last Thursday) since the season ended. After my near-meltdown in 2021 (as in, my brain was on the verge of melting down in March

That photo kind of captures Saturday night perfectly. I took it from my press seat during Illini player introductions to show how the glow of the ribbon boards and the Jumbotron (plus all of the orange-clad fans in the seats) made the entire place glow orange, even the UConn sections.

This is attempt number two at writing this article. I'll start by telling you how attempt #1 failed horribly. I didn't want to keep anyone up, so I came down to write in the lobby of my hotel. There wasn't a soul in the

This is the SOC. And it's perhaps the most aptly named STREAM Of Consciousness post of all time. This is where I write out my feelings about the game tomorrow. And I won't edit it. I'll write a bunch of words, I'll

It's 12:14 am. I've tossed out whatever drivel I was writing earlier. I went to bed after that and then, because we had the windows open and because the breeze was blowing at just the right angle, the door to the guest room slammed shut

I stayed on the floor for a long time. Well past when the team had finished cutting down the nets and had headed to the locker room. I didn't leave the court until the maintenance staff was sweeping up the confetti and taking down the stage. Truth is,