The game changed shortly after Stanford went to a zone. Our kids seems baffled, lost. What had been an offense going 40 miles an hour in the fast lane, suddenly blew two tires and was off on the shoulder entirely. Up 50-44, we lose 70-54. That's 26-4. As I say, lacerating.
The irony is, our football team could score but not defend, while our basketball team defends but can't score. My suggestion for the football team was, keep Stitt, but replace the defensive coordinator. So: Will somebody grab Stitt before he leaves Missoula? This team needs an offensive coordinator!
I mean, this far into the season, I have no idea about the DESIGN of our offense. Decuire said he wanted to play fast, and in Oguine and Rorie, we have two players to do that. But where are the fast breaks? Where are the layups off a fast break? Come to think of it, where are the pick and rolls? The cuts to the basket? The back door passes? The lobs for Oguine? We have no low-post offense, and little activity away from the ball. We pass the ball around and around the perimeter, often passing up good shots early in a possession, for a desperation heave late in the shot clock. Once Stanford went to zone, our offense consisted of Moorehead throwing up an NBA three late every possession. Big Sky opponents will take notice: With no post play and no outside shooting, just camp into a zone, and you've got Montana in the bag.
Sorta sad since the TV coverage was exceptional for us. Ted Robinson is a big-time Bay Area announcer, the voice of Forty-Niner football, but Bill Walton, the notorious gasbag, when he wasn't going on about water conservation, solar power, the Stanford campus, the variety of trees of the Stanford campus, the number of trees on the Stanford campus (phew!) was actually not only complimentary, but laudatory of Montana. He knew all about our incredible coaching tree, with pictures.Talked about our near upset of UCLA in 1975, with pictures. Explained in full the tribute to Delvon Anderson, and how Montana honored everybody, like one big family. Raved about the state of Montana, saying how every Texas kid should want to play in Montana. Even relayed a tidbit I hadn't heard, that Oguine wanted to play for Kevin Stallings at Vanderbilt, but Stallings said he wasn't good enough--the motivation for Oguine's fabulous game at Pitt against Stallings. All in all, we could not have asked for an announcer more familiar with Montana and its basketball program, or more laudatory.
Only to lay that monster egg at the end.
Here's how bad it got. Yours truly, the notorious Citay, the guy who grew up from age eleven on Montana basketball, the guy with maroon blood coursing through his veins and the guy who has typed more words into this site than War and Peace, actually shut down his TV and stormed out of the room. It was shortly after Stanford went to the zone, the momentum was shifting, Pridgett had missed two of four critical free throws and Akoh missed a put-back bunny at the rim.
I came back a minute later to watch the rest of this Horror Show. Sadly, many Griz fans will not come back.
The irony is, our football team could score but not defend, while our basketball team defends but can't score. My suggestion for the football team was, keep Stitt, but replace the defensive coordinator. So: Will somebody grab Stitt before he leaves Missoula? This team needs an offensive coordinator!
I mean, this far into the season, I have no idea about the DESIGN of our offense. Decuire said he wanted to play fast, and in Oguine and Rorie, we have two players to do that. But where are the fast breaks? Where are the layups off a fast break? Come to think of it, where are the pick and rolls? The cuts to the basket? The back door passes? The lobs for Oguine? We have no low-post offense, and little activity away from the ball. We pass the ball around and around the perimeter, often passing up good shots early in a possession, for a desperation heave late in the shot clock. Once Stanford went to zone, our offense consisted of Moorehead throwing up an NBA three late every possession. Big Sky opponents will take notice: With no post play and no outside shooting, just camp into a zone, and you've got Montana in the bag.
Sorta sad since the TV coverage was exceptional for us. Ted Robinson is a big-time Bay Area announcer, the voice of Forty-Niner football, but Bill Walton, the notorious gasbag, when he wasn't going on about water conservation, solar power, the Stanford campus, the variety of trees of the Stanford campus, the number of trees on the Stanford campus (phew!) was actually not only complimentary, but laudatory of Montana. He knew all about our incredible coaching tree, with pictures.Talked about our near upset of UCLA in 1975, with pictures. Explained in full the tribute to Delvon Anderson, and how Montana honored everybody, like one big family. Raved about the state of Montana, saying how every Texas kid should want to play in Montana. Even relayed a tidbit I hadn't heard, that Oguine wanted to play for Kevin Stallings at Vanderbilt, but Stallings said he wasn't good enough--the motivation for Oguine's fabulous game at Pitt against Stallings. All in all, we could not have asked for an announcer more familiar with Montana and its basketball program, or more laudatory.
Only to lay that monster egg at the end.
Here's how bad it got. Yours truly, the notorious Citay, the guy who grew up from age eleven on Montana basketball, the guy with maroon blood coursing through his veins and the guy who has typed more words into this site than War and Peace, actually shut down his TV and stormed out of the room. It was shortly after Stanford went to the zone, the momentum was shifting, Pridgett had missed two of four critical free throws and Akoh missed a put-back bunny at the rim.
I came back a minute later to watch the rest of this Horror Show. Sadly, many Griz fans will not come back.