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That's just a fuzzy photo I took with my phone – I didn't even clean the lens so you're looking through some handprints there – at the start of the second half. I took it during Tomi's free throws to show that Indiana hadn&

I was planning to join Robert in Champaign on Tuesday, but ultimately I decided to stay home in order to get things squared away for an upcoming vacation. Actually, my wife would argue otherwise. On press row, my emotions would have been held mostly in check. At home - it was

I'm using that photo there to show you where I'm seated in press row. When I say that I'm observing the Wisconsin bench, that's how far away I am from the Wisconsin bench. I can hear what they say and watch what

I wrote this one all weekend. It's over 6,000 words. It has very little to do with the Illini and a lot to do with my trip on the train to East Lansing and back. I mean, it has everything to do with the Illini – with me

It’s been 57 days since I last had to type the letters L-O-W for this feature. Eight weeks of a rather miserable Midwestern winter warmed considerably by 12 straight wins. The basketball was good. Alas, the streak was halted last Saturday in East Lansing and as we

I just had an unexpected ten minutes in my evening. The title of this post came to me, and then I remembered it as a vestige of a 90's rap lyric in my brain, and then I searched for it, and came upon a song from 1990 I

For whatever reason, I've always identified with Man of La Mancha. Which, I guess, means I identify with Don Quixote. Because the story of Don Quixote was introduced to me through the musical Man of La Mancha, I guess I tend more towards the adaptation than the book.