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Posted by Vasherized on February 2nd, 2010 under Basketball
It’s a put on.
Those were the words floating through my mind yesterday after Texas trailed at halftime for the fifth time in the last six games. That, and the conclusion that Eli Manning looks eerily like Pete Townsend circa 1982 with less cocaine.
But what better to way to describe Texas basketball’s freefall from grace than some nostalgic Townsend lyrics from the best song on The Who’s worst album, It’s Hard?
Yes, basketball is hard. But over the past month we made it a hell of a lot harder than it needs to be. No style, no substance. Basically, HenryJames in his 40’s.
The freshmen saviors? Names on a jersey. Offensive sets? FEMA on a basketball court. Man to man defense? Watching the traffic fly by, then fouling as an afterthought out of road rage. Free throws? NOTHING IN THIS LIFE IS FREE, SON. Coaching? I guess some things are just better learned on your own.

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Those reservations for Houston in March and Indy in early April weren’t only looking premature but downright insane.
That was until Jordan Hamilton came to the party, dressed to kill with afro comb, Jordache jeans, silk shirt, and fresh-out-of-the-box Air Jordan’s. The eminence front dissolved with #23’s array of runners in the lane, long range bombs, baseline dunks, and off-balance fade-aways. It was the first display of Star Power — calling for the ball and nailing the shot — that we’d been expecting for months from Jordan Hamilton.
After James Anderson put on his own Kevin Durant impersonation in the first half, Hamilton decided “No, that’s MY boy. Calls me J.hammy.” And it wasn’t long before Durant was on his feet doing shit we did as fans watching him as a freshman at Texas. “Aw naw he di’int!! Sheeeeeia.t. Daaaamn. Dawg is feelin it. Y’boy. Tessass Fight!”This was all precisely before and after the Holly Rowe interview, which was painful to watch but great for recruiting. Durant comes back to Austin like it’s mama’s home cookin and the families of elite prospects notice that stuff. Don’t you, Ms. Kabongo?
With each Hamilton bucket, you could feel a month’s worth of pressure lift off our guys as the lead grew from 6 to 9 to 12. The look on Travis Ford’s face recalled similar expressions from Izzo and Williams just six weeks ago. Execution on offense translated to better focus and discipline on defense – exactly what UConn did to Texas the second half in Storrs — except this was a road game at Gallagher-Iba.
It never reached Mario Boggan levels of Okie froth & fury but credit our defense for shutting down their best player and the crowd in the second half. Balbay liberally swabbed Anderson in his trademark Turkish Ambergris scent, “Prison Musk”. Apparently that shit causes your eyes to water, forces bad shots, and makes you think about giving up basketball altogether. Bottle that shit, Doge.

Eau Du Balbay
We also found out someone on this team other than Damion James is capable of taking over a game. We saw glimpses of this from Pittman early in the season and Bradley in December. But it’s been a painful drought of turnovers, clanked bunnies, bricked free throws, and eroded confidence ever since we boatraced Pitt, Michigan State, and North Carolina.
That former lottery pick, Sexy Dexy, went Kirstie Alley on us in January, racking up as many fouls as points in three of the last four games. Could a 2 a.m. run to Player’s be far away? His regression to the mean — and a good size 16 shoe below it — can only be rivaled by Modesto, CA real estate values and Dave Bliss’ career ladder. If we have any hopes of going deep into March and early April, Dex has to figure his shit out. And the refs aren’t going anywhere — it’s all on him.
But all those mistakes can disappear just as quickly with a few gritty wins.
So thank you, Jordan Hamilton, for pulling the team’s head out of it’s ass even if it was for only one half of basketball.
Now let’s see it again on Saturday against OU and Monday against Kansas.
More of Pete Townshend’s bloody windmill chops and less of Roger Daltrey’s lipstick and glitter. Because we won’t get fooled again.

Baba O’Reilly encore, imo.
Dunstan Pearl said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 1:52 pm
Livin’ in a box!
Livin’ in a box!
It’s a put on!
parlin said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 1:59 pm
Meaty big and bouncy, Vash. Nicely done.
coloradoag said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:13 pm
Choice effort. Superb tagging. All in all – a hearty read.
Wayne said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:22 pm
Gretzky played drums for The Who?
Bob in Houston said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:55 pm
Eau Du Balbay.
Only so much can be produced per day.
Trips Right said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 2:59 pm
Standing O. Nice work.
Bateshorn said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 3:33 pm
Normally I don’t give a shit about basketball until my office manager tells me I’ve got an hour to get my bracket in or I’m gonna feel like a git at lunch at the bar with the boys, but this is fine work.
beowulf said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 3:55 pm
That was as fun as it gets.
Great way to leave the office after a full day.
Gracias.
Mike Cook said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 4:08 pm
Outstanding. It sure feels good to win, and to do so with swagger.
Ambergris Cay said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 4:54 pm
“Eau de Balbay.” I scored a precious 50 ML on Ebay and wore it today for the first time. At lunch I strolled up to my usual haunt, the Nantucket Pharmacy, and took a stool at the counter. Lina, the cute, young, trim Moldavian counter girl, normally very friendly and even a little flirtatious with me, was intensely attentive today. She was smiling, biting her lower lip, laughing, twirling her fingers in her naturally blond hair. “What are you wearing?” she asked as she leaned over the counter to give me a good, deep smelling over. Satisfied, she said, “Earthy with marine undertones.” I explained to her that a key ingredient of my rarest of colognes just happened to be Turkish ambergris. She lit up like Red Square at Christmas. Moldava and Turkey are almost neighbors so my “Eau de Balbay” must have untethered some powerful, primal emotions deep within her. When, as I paid for my grilled cheese and chocolate frappe, she asked me out to a movie tonight, I thought, “Doge, my man? Thanks to you, son, I find myself, most uncharacteristically, playing man-to-woman defense.”
Great piece of reportage, Vasherized. I hope every Horn baller and Barnes will read it and use it as inspiration for the upcoming Big Games.
Getting lucky in Nantucket, Ambergris Cay
eloy said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 5:01 pm
great write up, james anderson probably smells like a Turkish Beall’s ( I heard that is the only dep. store they have there)
Texoz said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 7:36 pm
Fun stuff.
You know, if you put on Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side of the Moon” and turn the volume off while you’re watching a UT basketball game, you’ll notice that our team still doesn’t pass the ball very well.
Jungleheat said:
February 2nd, 2010 at 10:33 pm
Those fresh out the box Jordan’s came with a shoe horn, which helped in pulling the team’s head out of it’s own ass. Nice work, Vasherized.
Trips Right said:
February 3rd, 2010 at 8:25 am
I can’t get this fucking song out of my head. Thank god it’s a good song.
Vasherized said:
February 3rd, 2010 at 8:39 am
Dude, it’s your anthem.
Come … and … join … the … party … Dressed to kill. Okay maybe the first part. Crocs kill in their own way.
Ambergris Cay,
That story warms my cold heart. Sailor Ripley will tell you the reason we went in this business is to help guys other guys get laid since we were so good at it ourselves.
To the rest of you reprobates, I’m glad some Townshend power cords mixed with Wayne’s World keyboards got your day going as good as mine.
Geoff Arnold said:
February 4th, 2010 at 3:27 pm
haaaaaaaaaaaaaHA-as Gus Johnson would intone. That article just made my day. Phenomenal work Z, and totally agreed from a outsider’s perspective.
Vasherized said:
February 4th, 2010 at 3:51 pm
Good to hear from you, Geoff. Stick around.