There Isn’t Enough Time To Save This Husky Basketball Season

With our loss to the last-place Utes last night – another total meltdown late in the game, fuelled (with a fucking Hefty bag full of gasoline) by Jaden McDaniels’ total fucking shitshow of a performance as he fouled out in spectacular fashion – the Huskies now find themselves in last place in the Pac-12, seven games into our conference season.

Here are the facts: we could win the rest of our regular season games, and there still wouldn’t be an At Large bid in our future. Of course, that’s a ridiculous statement, because what have you seen from this team this year that would lead you to believe we could win more than ONE game in a row in conference play?

The Huskies started the season 1-0 with a win over Baylor, and it’s been all downhill from there.

Even though I wrote it earlier in the week, my last Husky Basketball post pretty much explains to a T how the Huskies lost to the Utes last night. Same shit, different day, as it were. I can’t remember the last time my expectations coming into a season were SO MASSIVELY power-fucked by reality.

The only hope I can possibly cling to is the fact that we still have the Pac-12 Tournament. And, here’s the thing, the Huskies have only been TRULY blown out in one game this year, against Tennessee on a neutral floor. Particularly in conference play, we’ve hung tough, either rallying hard at the end, or totally gagging these games away. But, we’re talking about losses by 2, 6, 3, 3, and 1 point(s) respectively. We’re TALENTED enough to play with anyone, we just can’t put it all together, and we can’t get a clutch bucket at the end of games when we need them the most.

Now, the odds are as stacked against us as can be, but it doesn’t mean things can’t change. It’s a safe assumption that we won’t be in a Top 4 seed in the conference tourney, so that means all we need to do is win 4 games in 4 days. It doesn’t really even matter at this point where we’re seeded, because we have the capability to beat all of these teams; we’ve just got to get hot at the right time.

So, I’m not going to worry about trying to bolster our resume or any of that nonsense. Throw that shit out of the window. Just stay healthy, try to figure out how to hit a shot in the final seconds of a game, and get as hot as can be from March 11th through the 14th. Bingo, bango, bongo.