Stanford 62 Texas 82
After our 2nd round win in Anaheim, I spent the next few days of Spring Break in San Diego where some friends and I had rented a beach house. While watching the second round Sunday games at a local sports bar, I bumped into an alum who I had met at the Washington game in Seattle, who just happened to drop by the bar while driving around San Diego with his family after being in Anaheim the previous day. It was cool to run into him again.
On Thursday, I flew into Houston from San Diego where I met up with Albert who had taken an earlier flight from San Jose. Even though Albert technically should have been at work since there are softball games this weekend, he was given the option to go back home for the game. It was an easy decision since you're only a senior once and it's not every year that Stanford makes the Sweet 16. We were joined on Friday afternoon by Melissa - the RA who inspired us to camp out and get into Stanford basketball our freshman year. She had shelled out quite a bit of money to book her last minute flight out to Houston.
Rush hour traffic coupled with an accident made getting to Reliant Stadium a nightmare. It took almost 2 hours to get there (compared to 35 minutes on the way back) and we arrived just before starting lineups were announced. The stadium was overwhelmingly orange (Texas) with small clusters of blue (Memphis), cardinal (Stanford) and green (Michigan State). Having a raised basketball court in the middle of a football field is something that I don't approve of. It throws off players' sight lines, lessens hustle plays on the sidelines and reduces crowd impact but hey, anything to sell more tickets, right? There was a decent showing of Stanford fans - mostly alums with maybe 20 or so 6th Man members. I guess most students had already made Spring Break plans.
It would be an understatement to say that the game wasn't one of our finest. We couldn't hit an outside shot in the first half and our one-dimensional offense caught up with us with 10 minutes left in the second when Brook ran out of gas after bringing us back to within 1. Texas is a great team and they exposed us for our weaknesses. They ran the high screen and roll (our defensive Achilles heels) to perfection and grabbed key offensive rebounds in the first half when we seemingly couldn't get a stop. They also hit some tough shots that we simply could not do anything about. Brook aside, Taj and Landry showed a lot of grit and hustle. I'm glad that Finger was his signature self in his last game in a Stanford uniform and hopefully Landry's performance is a sign of things to come. This wasn't quite the breakout year that many had envisioned for Landry but that was also a function of there being too few minutes to go around. He'll definitely get his chance to shine next year.
In order to beat a team like Texas, we needed to bring our A game. We didn't have it today and while disappointing, I have no complaints about our season. If you had asked me at the beginning of the year whether I would take 28-8 and a Sweet 16 appearance, I would have jumped at it. The truth is that this was a team that surpassed lots of expectations, including my own. Hell, there were times before conference play started that I worried about even making the tournament. Picked by pundits to finish 5th in the conference, we were in the Pac-10 title race until the last weekend and had a strong showing at the Pac-10 tournament. We also reached Stanford's 4th Sweet 16 since 1942. That's impressive and I feel extremely fortunate that I was able to witness all 36 games of this great run we had.
I'm especially grateful that we did so well on the road. As an alum astutely commented, it's on the road where you bond with your team. I definitely feel that way. Those road wins made spending all that time and money travelling around the country so much more worth it. Wins aside, I also enjoyed meeting numerous alums during the course of my travels. There's nothing more welcoming than seeing a friendly face in cardinal when you are miles from home. For those who I have met, hopefully our paths will cross at future games. On the subject of away games, getting into the games would not have been possible without the assistance of Andrew of the 6th Man Club and Sandi from the Basketball Office. I have heard how difficult it is for students in other schools to get tickets and I'm extremely appreciative of Andrew and Sandi's efforts to get me in for free. Finally, I've been lucky to have had great travel companions. There was Albert for the non-conference schedule, Ben from KZSU for Pac-10 games, Willy and Michael for the Pac-10 tournament, Alex and Daniel for the first two rounds and finally Albert and Melissa in Houston.
It's been a pleasure writing for the Hoopsboard of the Bootleg. As I've mentioned before, basketball is the sport which I am most passionate about. I've really enjoyed sharing my experiences with like-minded people who truly get this passion of mine. You see, whenever friends (who think I'm crazy) comment about how dedicated I must be to spend all this time and money to see Stanford play, I find it amusing, because they fail to see that I'm not doing it so much for loyalty as for myself. Watching our guys play gives me such joy. And at the end of the day, this amazing journey would not be possible without the 2007-2008 Stanford Men's Basketball team. Guys, thanks for the memories. It was an amazing ride and one that I will never ever forget.
~ Zhihao
After our 2nd round win in Anaheim, I spent the next few days of Spring Break in San Diego where some friends and I had rented a beach house. While watching the second round Sunday games at a local sports bar, I bumped into an alum who I had met at the Washington game in Seattle, who just happened to drop by the bar while driving around San Diego with his family after being in Anaheim the previous day. It was cool to run into him again.On Thursday, I flew into Houston from San Diego where I met up with Albert who had taken an earlier flight from San Jose. Even though Albert technically should have been at work since there are softball games this weekend, he was given the option to go back home for the game. It was an easy decision since you're only a senior once and it's not every year that Stanford makes the Sweet 16. We were joined on Friday afternoon by Melissa - the RA who inspired us to camp out and get into Stanford basketball our freshman year. She had shelled out quite a bit of money to book her last minute flight out to Houston.
Rush hour traffic coupled with an accident made getting to Reliant Stadium a nightmare. It took almost 2 hours to get there (compared to 35 minutes on the way back) and we arrived just before starting lineups were announced. The stadium was overwhelmingly orange (Texas) with small clusters of blue (Memphis), cardinal (Stanford) and green (Michigan State). Having a raised basketball court in the middle of a football field is something that I don't approve of. It throws off players' sight lines, lessens hustle plays on the sidelines and reduces crowd impact but hey, anything to sell more tickets, right? There was a decent showing of Stanford fans - mostly alums with maybe 20 or so 6th Man members. I guess most students had already made Spring Break plans.
It would be an understatement to say that the game wasn't one of our finest. We couldn't hit an outside shot in the first half and our one-dimensional offense caught up with us with 10 minutes left in the second when Brook ran out of gas after bringing us back to within 1. Texas is a great team and they exposed us for our weaknesses. They ran the high screen and roll (our defensive Achilles heels) to perfection and grabbed key offensive rebounds in the first half when we seemingly couldn't get a stop. They also hit some tough shots that we simply could not do anything about. Brook aside, Taj and Landry showed a lot of grit and hustle. I'm glad that Finger was his signature self in his last game in a Stanford uniform and hopefully Landry's performance is a sign of things to come. This wasn't quite the breakout year that many had envisioned for Landry but that was also a function of there being too few minutes to go around. He'll definitely get his chance to shine next year.
In order to beat a team like Texas, we needed to bring our A game. We didn't have it today and while disappointing, I have no complaints about our season. If you had asked me at the beginning of the year whether I would take 28-8 and a Sweet 16 appearance, I would have jumped at it. The truth is that this was a team that surpassed lots of expectations, including my own. Hell, there were times before conference play started that I worried about even making the tournament. Picked by pundits to finish 5th in the conference, we were in the Pac-10 title race until the last weekend and had a strong showing at the Pac-10 tournament. We also reached Stanford's 4th Sweet 16 since 1942. That's impressive and I feel extremely fortunate that I was able to witness all 36 games of this great run we had.I'm especially grateful that we did so well on the road. As an alum astutely commented, it's on the road where you bond with your team. I definitely feel that way. Those road wins made spending all that time and money travelling around the country so much more worth it. Wins aside, I also enjoyed meeting numerous alums during the course of my travels. There's nothing more welcoming than seeing a friendly face in cardinal when you are miles from home. For those who I have met, hopefully our paths will cross at future games. On the subject of away games, getting into the games would not have been possible without the assistance of Andrew of the 6th Man Club and Sandi from the Basketball Office. I have heard how difficult it is for students in other schools to get tickets and I'm extremely appreciative of Andrew and Sandi's efforts to get me in for free. Finally, I've been lucky to have had great travel companions. There was Albert for the non-conference schedule, Ben from KZSU for Pac-10 games, Willy and Michael for the Pac-10 tournament, Alex and Daniel for the first two rounds and finally Albert and Melissa in Houston.
It's been a pleasure writing for the Hoopsboard of the Bootleg. As I've mentioned before, basketball is the sport which I am most passionate about. I've really enjoyed sharing my experiences with like-minded people who truly get this passion of mine. You see, whenever friends (who think I'm crazy) comment about how dedicated I must be to spend all this time and money to see Stanford play, I find it amusing, because they fail to see that I'm not doing it so much for loyalty as for myself. Watching our guys play gives me such joy. And at the end of the day, this amazing journey would not be possible without the 2007-2008 Stanford Men's Basketball team. Guys, thanks for the memories. It was an amazing ride and one that I will never ever forget.
~ Zhihao
Zhihao’s 2007-2008 Basketball Season Wrap UpGames: 38 (19 home, 19 away)
Record: 30-8 (2 exhibition)
Game time: 76 hours
Road time: 119 hours
Distance travelled: 18523 miles
Expenses: $2963
With a day to kill between our first and second round game, Daniel and I spent Day 2 of March Madness camped out at Disneyland’s ESPN zone, the only sports bar we called that had the Direct TV package. I can’t think of a better way to spend Spring Break. It was simply glorious. Worn out from the day of riveting basketball action, we went to bed early and got up just in time for the Duke – West Virginia match up. Even though I have Duke advancing pretty far in my bracket, I didn’t pain me too much to see Duke lose.
As for the game, it was incredible - a huge rollercoaster ride of emotions that left everyone up in Section 411 emotionally drained. From our 7-0 start, Trent’s ejection and subsequent hole that we fell into, Kenny’s 3 which gave us some momentum going into the half and that we seized in the 2nd to gain the lead, only to struggle with the twins in foul trouble and cough back up, fighting back from a deficit with 3 minutes left to force OT, slugging it out basket for basket with Marquette and finally hitting the game winner with 1.2 seconds left. What a game!
Wow, what a game. Brook and Robin were amazing. As Mitch commented in the post game conference, these 2 tournament games have been their best at passing out of double teams. I’ve seen glimpse of this before and hope they will continue in our next few games. A pass back out and repost is so much better than tossing up a bad shot. Mitch had 16 assists, 1 turnover and was 3-3 from behind the arc. You can’t ask any more than that. Kenny played some key minutes, hit some big shots and had the happiest feet in the huddle with 1.2 seconds left. It’s a pity he’s leaving next year but I’m glad he’s finally had his chance to shine in games that we’ve won. All in all, kudos to the guys for staring adversity in the eyes and never backing down.
What a tremendous win. It brings to mind a conversation I had with radio broadcaster David Fleming in Pullman where he said that nowadays, a tournament appearance/first round victory is par for the course. If you really want to create something special and make some noise, you have to make it to the second weekend. Well, Houston here we come. This ride ain’t over yet.
Finals provided a nice distraction from basketball and the 4 days between the Pac-10 Championship Game and the NCAA 1st rounds went by pretty quickly. I managed to get subsidised tickets through 6th Man. Supposedly, 6th Man was initially only allotted 20 tickets but they ended up securing 75. Still, they were in high demand and issued based on how many priority points we had. Luckily, that wasn’t an issue for me. Unfortunately, due to finals, quite a number of 6th Man members were unable to make it down to the first round game, but purchased tickets with the intention of making it down Saturday.
After dropping off our luggage at the hotel, we made our way to the Honda Center and met up with some friends – a fellow senior and So-Cal native, and the alum I had met when we played the LA schools a couple of weeks ago. I also later met up with Cardinal Junkie - the guy who inspired our blog with his video blog of Stanford’s amazing 2003-2004 basketball season. We first met at the Old Pro before our whole odyssey began and had continued to keep in touch. It was nice to finally catch up again. I also bumped into another Stanford fan who I had met at the ASU game in Tempe. He remembered me and this time, had his two adorable kids with him. We chose not to dwell on that game too much.
I wasn’t that impressed with the overall Stanford turn out. I thought Kentucky, Marquette and Cornell fans did a pretty good travelling and it seemed that a whole bunch of Cornell students (definitely outnumbering 6th Man) made it to the game. They were very enthusiastic and were standing and cheering throughout the 2nd half, even as they were getting blown out. In the first game between Kentucky and Marquette, we were mostly rooting for Kentucky, just so that we could avoid Marquette’s outstanding guards and pressing defense. Crawford of Kentucky gave it everything he had, but their valiant comeback fell short and Marquette advanced.
As for us, we started out sloppily, turning the ball over and giving up a couple of offensive rebounds, but our defense was dominating and we very soon righted the ship and started hitting shots. It didn’t hurt that we were much bigger than them. We even got out and ran the break with reasonable success. Hopefully that will dissuade Marquette from crashing the boards hard. Hey, one can dream. Everyone got playing time and we hit a good amount of 3s. Hopefully this will give the guys confidence come Saturday’s game. When we did get the ball into the post, I liked how both Lopez twins kicked the ball back out to open shooters. Robin was great today and seemed even more focused than usual. He’s definitely looked good these past few weeks. The part of me that likes to overthink things is afraid that his draft stock may have soared to the point that he may seriously reconsider staying in school (assuming that was his initial plan). Oh well, there’s nothing we can do except appreciate what we have and enjoy the moment.
All in all, the game was just what the doctor ordered. Cornell was clearly outmatched and unable to deal with our size. I’m glad that we didn’t screw around for too long and put them away early enough so that bench was able to get substantial minutes. It might come in handy on Saturday. Coming into the tournament, all I wanted was to get past the first weekend. Marquette’s in our way and it’s not going to be easy, but if we can play to our potential and pound them with our size – size that they haven’t seen before, Houston beckons. Let’s do this. Go Card!
In my first 3 years at Stanford, we’d only won a single game in the Pac-10 Tournament. With 2 wins and a championship game berth this year, we’d already eclipsed that total and this trip down to LA was already a success. Of course, getting revenge on UCLA after last week’s controversial game, winning the Pac-10 Tournament and maybe even clinching a 2 seed with Duke’s loss to Clemson today would have been icing on the cake.
Compared to last year, the Pac-10 tournament is so much more enjoyable when you're still in it. And who could ask for a better appetizer than the cross-town rivalry game between UCLA and USC which went down to the wire. Staples was overwhelmingly filled by Bruin fans and there were a couple in front of us who were drunk and particularly obnoxious to the USC band and fans. I guess it strikes me as somewhat absurd for grown adults to be picking fights with college kids and other adults. But I wasn't entirely sympathetic to the Trojans since we received the same treatment when we were playing them in the Coliseum.
As for the game, it was another great team performance where we pounded them in the paint, outboarded them, and played solid, disruptive defense that garnered 14 turnovers from a Wazzu team that typically takes care of the ball. I also liked how we were able to respond on the offensive end, despite Wazzu making 3s at torrid pace. Some of them were clean looks but when Weaver makes multiple step-back 3s or Low hits a shot with someone in his face, there's really nothing you can do. One of my favourite plays of the night when was when Weaver drove and Robin was faced with one of those, do I try to contest the shot and let him dish it to Baynes for the dunk (Weaver's staple play) situations. I feared the worst but Robin stayed with his man long enough to make Weaver think that he had an easy dunk, only to block it at the last moment. It was a thing of beauty. If Robin can display that level of thinking and athleticism against Love and his multiple pump-fakes, I like our chances of containing him. Besides Brook who was dominant as usual, Law stepped up his game today and gave us an outside shooting threat. Two of his best games this season have been against WSU and he's had a good Pac-1o Tournament so far.
The Pac-10 Tournament - a great pre-cursor to the Big Dance. Last year was the first time I made it down to Staples and even though we lost in a heartbreaker to USC, I was sold. What's there not to like? You have all the fans from the Pac-10, even OSU who were helped out by the orange clad concession sellers, and 9 basketball games (maybe 8.5 since any game involving an OSU team that was calculated at 2.5 million to 1 to win the Pac-10 Tournament, counts as half a game). To make things even better, it only cost Stanford students $35 this year. What a steal!
It was finally time for our showdown against Arizona. Coming into the game, I was pretty concerned, especially after seeing their first half performance against OSU. With Wise back, they would be a handful and I wasn't sure how we'd handle Bayless who was simply unstoppable in Tuscon. The 6th Man who had made the trip down (we had about 50 people) congregated in our seats that were behind the basket on court level, right next to the band. We got pretty loud and were by far the most coordinated student group out there, much to the chagrin of the few Arizona fans sitting behind us and the people's whose view we were occasionally obstructing. I would have felt bad if there weren't so many empty seats in the arena that they could have moved to (and most did).
With a day to kill before the USC game, I took things easy and caught up with a friend from Stanford who is now studying at UCLA med school. It was nice to catch up and we got some of that frozen yoghurt which seems to have taken So-Cal by storm. With an 11am tip-off on Saturday and our previous experience with LA traffic, we decided not to take any chances and left for USC bright and early. Traffic was pretty light and we got to the Galen Center two hours before tip off.
The game was pretty disappointing. We came out extremely flat and played with little energy. USC just seemed a step quicker than us at every position. They killed us on the boards and had tons of second chance opportunities. I don’t know what it was - the early start time, our nagging injuries or a UCLA induced hangover. It wasn’t pretty. There were some positive though. We seemed to handle the full court press reasonably well and didn’t turn the ball over. We even managed to score a few easy baskets although there were times when the press seemed to take us out of our offensive rhythm – not that we were in much of an offensive rhythm when they didn’t press. I also liked what we showed on zone defense. It’s good to know that we have it in our bag of tricks. And of course there was Kenny Brown’s play. He always seems to step up in the last game of conference play (see Arizona last year) and even though it came in a losing effort, it was nice to see someone have a good game.
The best Pac-10 road trip was saved for last. After braving snow storms in Pullman, rain in Tempe, and lameness in Berkeley, it was time for the trip down to LA. Our flight out of SFO had quite a few Stanford alums going down to see the game. Good to see some Stanford spirit! We rented a car and I was dropped off on the UCLA campus. There was a men’s tennis match with cross town rivals USC going on. Both teams have good records and I watched a bit of the doubles play which UCLA was leading as I left. After a late lunch at the student union, I decided to explore the UCLA campus. Based on my travels this year, my favourite Pac-10 campuses are Washington, UCLA and Oregon in that order, and my favourite campus overall is Colorado, which has an unfair advantage with the Rockies as its backdrop.
After checking out the campus, I headed to downtown Westwood to grab some coffee and scope out the sports bar O Hara’s where I was meeting a Stanford alum and fellow Bootie. By the time six o’clock rolled by, the bar was packed with Bruins fans with a small pocket of 4 Stanford fans, including yours truly. This alum had kept an impressive 10 year streak of going to Stanford @ UCLA and USC games. Despite living in LA, he is a season ticket holder at Maples and always makes it up for the weekend game. This year, the only conference home game that he missed was Oregon. A fellow diehard! We hit it off really well. For this game, however, he was unable to get a ticket, despite requesting it months in advance, and had to resort to stubhub. How much he had to pay was still a sore subject, but I heard that uppers were going for $100 and lowers $400. Having both read a piece in today’s Daily about the lack of fan support at basketball games, we lamented the lack of student enthusiasm about basketball which he felt was also an issue back in his day (’95 – ’99). I guess some things never change.
There were a decent number of Stanford fans in attendance. They were peppered around the arena with a group congregating in the visitor’s section in the uppers that was still rather UCLA heavy. One particular UCLA fan sitting in front of me took offense that I clapped loudly and cheered whenever we made a play or UCLA struggled. He gave me the stare down a couple of times coupled with mutters to friends. I stared right back. He tried to start something during half time with continued staring, but I decided to take the moral high ground approach when dealing with opposing jackass fans, smiling and asking him how he was doing, patiently explaining that I have the right as a fan who has travelled from Palo Alto to cheer for my team, and later shaking his hand and telling him good game when it was clear that we had lost.
Wow, you couldn't have scripted a better senior day game. There was the line outside Maples before doors opened, the seniors being honoured and Trent starting them, digging ourselves out of the first half deficit with the trademark smothering defense that has been absent in the last couple of games, an incredibly pumped up Brook Lopez whose passion inspired the 6th Man Section, Taj Finger's huge 3 to tie it up, Maples being the loudest it has been all season and of course the win which guaranteed us at least a second place finish in the Pac-10.
The first day of March was a beautiful day, and slowly but surely, the line began to grow as we waited for doors to open. I noticed even more seniors than usual (if that's possible) who were in line for their final game at Maples. Talking to them, there was a tinge of sadness that this would be it and I encouraged as many friends as possible to go to the Pac-10 tournament or even next week's games against the LA schools. Entering Maples and claiming our front row and center spots for the last time was a strange feeling and it could be me paying less attention, but it seemed as if the seniors who usually heckle opposing team players were more subdued than usual. Perhaps fellow seniors were just trying to soak in their last game as well. One other thing that I noticed was that the black out day didn't quite work too well. Perhaps they should have gotten a sponsor to hand out free black shirts.
My favourite part of Senior Day is when the players are honoured and have their parents join them on the floor. This year was no different and it was definitely an emotional moment for me (and I'm sure countless others). Trent's decision to start the seniors and Brook was ok in my book, even if it allowed WSU to get off to a good start and may have caused our usual starters to be out of sync. Their effort and dedication to our program was recognised and if I'm not wrong, WSU was only spotted a 2 point (or was it 5) lead before our starting 5 was in. But our team as a whole didn't come out too strong and WSU was able to grab some offensive rebounds, and penetrate and dish to the open man. Low also made some 3s that we couldn't really do much about.
The season is far from over but with all the emotions that Senior Day brings (Alex and I couldn't bear to leave Maples after the game), I just feel incredibly fortunate that I've been able to be part of this 2007-2008 season. When I first decided to try and attend every single basketball game this year, I never thought in my wildest dreams that we'd have this many wins. On one hand, I was trying to keep my expectations tempered but to be honest, all I really hoped for was 10 conference wins and to see us play in the NCAA tournament in person. To go 16-1 at home in a conference as talented as the Pac-10 is amazing, and I hope students realise how lucky we've been to witness this. To have this perfectly scripted game as my last home game, what more can you ask for? Well I guess I'm going to be greedy and say, let's keep up this momentum and passion. There's still a lot more of basketball to be played. On to LA, my second home for the next few weeks.

With only 2 more home games left, we decided that it was finally time to bring out the tent. As I type this entry from said tent, I feel that it's a pity that we haven't camped out more this year since camping out has been a major part of our Stanford basketball experience. But with Albert managing softball and me on the road so much on top of being a Teaching Assistant, it's been hard to make schedules work. For our last senior home stand, however, I was determined to camp out. Hoping to be first in line for both games, Alex, Michael (a basketball enthusiast who I recruited) and I decided to set up on Tuesday.
For some reason, there was a lot more hype about this game than the Oregon game. Perhaps it was the Red Zone Rally where Coach Harbaugh announced that football tickets next year would still be free, and the students, band and dollies would be moved to the shady side of the stadium. Too bad that most of the students that were in line during the rally (15 minutes before doors opened) were seniors. It might have been the $10 student tickets, a #9 ranking and body painting being allowed for the first time in 2 years. Or maybe it was the realisation that we had a good team and there weren't that many home games left. Whatever the reason, we had a season record 714 students brave the rain and file through the 6th Man entrance today. Hopefully we can get similar turnouts for the last 2 home games.
While it was probably one of our louder 6th Man performances (by virtue of so many people turning up), I thought that the whole left side of the 6th man section was relatively quiet and it was the senior laden right side that was bringing the energy. I could be wrong but it sure felt that way from where I was standing. In any case, things are slowly improving. Hopefully Washington State can be the one game where 6th Man finally pulls it all together. A pre-game observation I had was that Will Paul was on crutches. I hope he didn't re-injure himself.
With a day to kill before we played Arizona, I decided to check out the much vaunted nightlife in downtown Tempe. As a Stanford alum who had flown in from Palo Alto to see the ASU game (and his girlfriend for Valentine's Day) told me, Mills Street was where it was at. The rain probably didn't help and neither did the early hour I decided to go but I walked away pretty unimpressed. Perhaps once you've been to Vegas, everywhere else pales in comparison.
After spending a couple of hours at the student union, we headed to McKale Center. Security was tight and my bag was searched before I could enter. One of the attendants gave me a disapproving shake of the head and said that I should not be carrying a backpack on Saturday. I retorted with a "sorry but I came from Stanford" as I dumped out my clothes and books. He then tried to make a joke about how Stanford stuff wasn't allowed inside the arena. Jackass.
We started out the game playing good defense but Arizona just flat out made some tough shots. Bayless sans the shoe problems he had at Maples was ominously good, especially after he hit a 3 with the shot clock running down and Fred in his face. For the most part, Goods was on him and Bayless pretty much had his way with him, drawing a couple of fouls when Anthony bit on the pump fake and Bayless leaned in. Nevertheless, we didn't give up too much to anyone else and rebounded well as Arizona eventually started missing. Meanwhile, on the offensive end, Brook was Brook and Robin put together another solid performance. One worrying observation was that we struggled when Brook wasn't on the floor and Trent had to limit his rest time since Arizona seemed to go on a mini run whenever Brook was not on the floor. Most of our turnovers were off travels which at least weren't giving Arizona transition opportunities. The half ended with Bayless missing a jumper with Fred in his face and I was happy with the 2 point lead. Defense and rebounding, that's how we're going to win games, or so I thought.
After trips to Oregon and Washington, Arizona seemed appealing with its nice warm weather. Even though my flight was delayed by half an hour and the one hour time change took me by surprise, everything else went pretty smoothly. I was able to avoid a weird public transport encounter this trip but instead had the people in the room two doors down from me thrown out because of their dog that apparently scared several other guests with its incessant barking. It got pretty ugly as they demanded a refund (which was refused) and were threatened with police intervention.
There were a sprinkling of Stanford fans in attendance. Besides Law's friends and family who were behind the bench, there were about 25 of us in the upper sections. I met someone who had flown down from Palo Alto to watch the game with his girlfriend who was an ASU graduate and living in the area. The first half was a pretty ugly performance on our part. ASU jumped on us right from the start with Harden hitting several 3 pointers. We turned the ball over and had Brook, our only constant on offense, pick up his 2nd foul with 6 minutes left. ASU was killing us on the defensive boards and received numerous second chance opportunities. Trent also inexplicably picked up a technical after a call that seemed to go in our favour. I thought that we got more than our fair share of calls and could see why the home fans were annoyed with the officiating. At one point, someone from the ASU student section threw a shirt onto the court and coach Sendek had to get on the microphone and implore fans to refrain from such behaviour. In any case, I wanted to get out of the half with a not too sizable deficit and we did just that, holding ASU to 0 points after Trent's technical and scoring some buckets with our no Lopez lineup. Down 4 at the half seemed like a victory.