Monday, June 11, 2018

Lyin' Donald Trump Smacked By Eagles

Hurrah for the Philadelphia Eagles!

Donald Trump, the lying, racist, sexist bully who scammed his way into the White House with the aid of Russian dictator Vladimir Putin and his pack of thugs, got smacked squarely in the face by the Super Bowl champs. They were supposed to be honored at a White House ceremony this week, hosted by Trump. But he withdrew the invite when he found out that nearly all the team was boycotting the event.

That prompted this despicable clown to do what he does best---lie. His plan was to make himself look good and the Eagles look bad. So he blamed the Eagles' negative response to the White House invitation on their anger at his hand in the new NFL policy penalizing players for kneeling during the pregame performance of the National Anthem.

What a blatant lie.

Eagle players weren't even into kneeling during the Anthem. One player knelt during Anthems in preseason but didn't make the team. Trump didn't want to acknowledge the real reason for the team's rejection because it's embarrassing to him. It's very simple. In several tweets some Eagles made it very clear they were skipping the White House event because they don't want to associate with a man they consider to be a rotten human being.

What riles the Eagles and most NFL players is that Trump deviously twisted that kneeling gesture, created by Colin Kaepernick when he was a 49er QB, into something it was never intended to be. Trump insisted the purpose of the gesture was to disrespect the Flag and the military. But Kaepernick and the players were actually protesting police brutality suffered by people of color. Trump knew very well that he was misrepresenting the players' purpose.  For him, though, this kind of corrupt behavior has become routine.

Buoyed by Trump's misleading interpretation of the kneeling gesture,  the NFL dipped at the box office and in TV ratings last season. Some fans, mainly those in Trump's base who blindly believe anything he says, branded the NFL as unpatriotic and backed away from it.

To avoid further fan erosion, the NFL clamped down on kneeling. So now players must protest by remaining in the locker room during the Anthem. That's a pretty pathetic, punch-less way of protesting. But for the players it's do it that way or face a penalty.

Did Trump really think the Eagles would ignore his evil deeds and meekly show up at some ceremony he was hosting at the White House? If so, he's delusional.

So the Eagles made an enemy, a very powerful enemy who will be sniping at them and tweeting
snide comments whenever possible.

But clearly, by their defiant response, the Eagles are telling Trump they can
handle anything he can dish out.

Again, Bravo Eagles!

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Damned Warriors Have Wrecked The NBA Playoffs Again

I hate the Golden State Warriors.

They have taken a rousing, exciting sporting event, the NBA Playoffs, and ruined it, drained it of all  competitive juices. In the good old days, actually just a couple of years go, usually three to five teams had a chance to claim the NBA crown. The Playoffs were fun, packed with thrills and tense basketball. 

Not any more.

Now I watch the Playoffs with just mild enthusiasm.  It's hard to get worked up about these games when you know who is going to win--the Warriors again, of course. They're good, too damn good, so good that nobody else has a chance. In June they will feast on which ever sacrificial lamb wins the Eastern Conference title, either Cleveland, Boston, Toronto or Indiana. Competitiveness? Hah! Once a staple of the Playoffs, it's now, thanks to Golden State, just a memory. 

These days the NBA consists of the Warriors, up there on a pedestal, and a pack of  teams that aren't in the same class, the Haves (the Warriors) and the Have Nots (the rest of the league). A few years ago, they had the crown in the bag when they had just three All-Stars, super-shooters Stef Curry and Klay Thompson, backed up by versatile, beastly forward Draymond Green, But, two years ago, forward Kevin Durant, arguably the second best player in the league, after King James, was traded to the Warriors. Add him to an already super team and you have an invincible Goliath.              

What the Warriors did was take the old adage--defense wins championships--and demolish it. The Warrior win not because of lock-down defense but because of their spectacular long-range shooting.
When the shooters get hot, which is often, their accuracy is mind-boggling and demoralizing. The problem the opposition faces is that you can't cover all three shooters at the same time. One of them is always open. They are constantly getting open looks. In a seven-game series, no defense can contain this sharp-shooting offense.

While the Warriors don't win because of defense, they are still among the top ten defensive teams in the league and usually play their best defense in the Playoffs.

The Warriors are so good the opposition doesn't actually beat them. They usually lose because they beat themselves, like they did Sunday, when they turned in a halfhearted effort in San Antonio and dropped one to the Spurs. You could see that loss coming. With a 3-0 lead in the best-of-seven series, the Warriors knew they could take a game off and it wouldn't matter. In the very next game, at home, they polished off the Spurs, winning that first round series 4-1.

Their second-round opponent--victim actually---is the New Orleans Pelicans, a young, inexperienced, deer-in-the-headlights team that will be so dazzled by reaching the second round that they'll stumble through the series, plagued by missed shots and turnovers.

One advantage the Warriors have is that they play so well at home in the Playoffs. That win over the Spurs, which cinched the series, was their 12th home Playoff victory in a row.
The only way Golden State loses a Playoff series is if they're undermanned because two of their four All-Stars can't play. Then the opposition might have a chance. Right now MVP Curry is out with an injury. He hasn't played since March 23, when he went down with a sprained MCL in his left knee. But they didn't need him to whip the Spurs. They don't really need him against the Pelicans either, though he will probably return during that series.

Even if Curry is not 100%, that won't matter.  Without him, the Warriors are still way better than any NBA team. 

So thank you, Golden State, for once again wrecking the Playoffs, for making them your own personal playground. Sure, they are lots of fun for you and your fans but for the rest of us, they are a real drag, hardly worth watching.

Thursday, January 25, 2018

UCLA Coach Steve Alford, Hanging By A Thread

This is a critical time for UCLA men's basketball coach Steve Alford. Right now the team is in a hole, 13-7 overall, 4-4 in the PAC 12 and stuck in a three-game losing streak. How the team does in the next few weeks will determine if he's back next year.

But tonight's game doesn't count. It's a cinch.

UCLA plays Cal in Westwood. Playing the bungling Bears is like playing a so-so junior college team. It's even easier playing them at home. The Bruins should have this one wrapped up by halftime without hardly breaking a sweat.

After that, though, it gets tough--real tough. The Bruins play the top four teams in the PAC 12, beginning with Stanford at home on Sunday. That might be the easiest of the four games following the Cal breather. After Stanford the Bruins tackle arguably the best team in the conference, USC, Fortunately for UCLA that one is in Westwood. Then the Bruins face the nightmare road trip of the season for every PAC 12 team, playing two in Arizona.

If the Bruins continue to play the way they've been playing during this three-game losing streak.
they will drop all four of those crucial games. That would mean losing seven out of eight. By then the Alford haters would be breathing fire and hanging him in effigy. Demoralized, the team would probably stumble through the rest of the season, which begins in mid February with the rugged Oregon teams in Westwood. Then the Bruins would most likely miss the NCAA tournament and lay an egg in the NIT, if they are invited. Big-money donors would be ready to pay Alford to go away.

For Alford haters that's a dream scenario. Will it happen? Let's say it has a 50-50 chance. This young team is woefully under-developed. The players aren't listening to Alford. He's preaching teamwork to a bunch that's addicted to one-on-one play. But you can't win in the major-college ranks with playground-style ball. Where these young Bruins are most deficient is on defense. That debacle in Oregon last weekend may have been their worst defensive effort of the season, from bad board work, to clumsy rotations to sloppy ball-handling. A well-coached team would have won that one by 15 instead of losing 94-91.

I know this is not what Alford haters want to hear but I wouldn't give up on him just yet. He's not Coach K but he's not bottom-of-the-barrel either. He has skills. They are just not working on this current crew. He's well aware that he's backed up against the wall. To keep his job he has to whip these wayward kids into shape, get them to play smart and morph into a quality, disciplined unit.

In other words, he has to do some first-rate coaching. Will he do it and survive? My guess? Can't say.

This one is too close to call.

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

Cal Men's Basketball--Crippled By Crappy Coaching

Only one word can describe the Cal men's basketball program:


That's because the rookie head coach, Wyking Jones, is a disaster. He didn't inherit a bunch of five-star players but there is some talent there, particularly power forward Marcus Lee, a transfer from Kentucky who has pro potential and is by far the best Bear. The team looks poorly coached, playing what amounts to ragged, playground basketball. The players are constantly in the wrong defense, allowing opponents to dominate the inside, clean up the boards and get open look after open look. The Bears' outside shooting, due to horrible mechanics, is awful. Even worse, the players are often roaming at half speed, looking disinterested.

The team is an embarrassment. After following Bears men's basketball for many decades I can say this is, unequivocally, the worst Bear team I've ever seen. They are 7-9 and that's with a preseason schedule packed with patsies. But, shockingly, this sorry bunch was blown out by some of these patsies, losing badly to the likes of Chaminade, Central Arkansas and UC Riverside. Now that they have started the PAC 12 schedule and will be facing much better competition, Cal's record will only get worse.

They opened the league season with a surprising win over Stanford in Palo Alto, thanks to closing the game playing their best ten minutes of ball of the season. However, they followed that victory by reverting to form in routs by USC and UCLA. Why, Cal fans are naturally asking, can't the Bears always play like they played at the end of the Stanford game? Because of uninspired, inept coaching, that's why.
How did the Bears get in this mess? Athletic director Mike Williams is largely to blame. He hired Jones, who had no head coaching experience. There is a reason Jones was a career assistant, working for several schools over a period of 15 years. It was obvious to others that he'd make a lousy head coach--obvious to everyone except Williams, that is. Jones had been a Cal assistant for two years under Cuonzo Martin. When Martin left to take the Missouri head coaching job, Williams promoted Jones.

In hiring Jones, Williams was obviously looking for a bargain. Someone like Jones, with no head-coaching experience, commands much less money. Cal can afford an experienced, high-quality coach but Williams, using horrible judgement, opted for the cheap way out, settling for Jones.

Cleaning up this mess won't be that easy. Firing a coach in the middle of the season is generally a bad idea, unless there is a great assistant who can step in right way. Unfortunately the Bears don't have a top-notch assistant. Also, at the end of the season, there's a much bigger pool of coaches to chose from, so it's wiser to wait til then. There's another reason not to dump Jones now. Williams has resigned, effective in May. The new AD, who hasn't been hired, should pick the next coach. Besides, Williams can't be trusted to hire a good coach.

Here's the bottom line. We're stuck with Jones. Supposedly he has lined up a Top 25 recruiting class for next season, but with his job hanging by a thread and the team's record on the way down the drain, some of these incoming studs may sour on Cal and decide to go to other schools. One thing for sure. The new coach will inherit a bad team, with no time to make any improvements.

So look for chaos and crappy play to haunt the team for at least another season or two. The hole that Williams and Jones have buried the program in is so deep that it will take at least that long for Cal to field another decent team.

Friday, November 24, 2017

Poppa Ball Makes President Trump Look Like a Jerk

Le Var Ball, a loudmouthed, obnoxious braggart who's addicted to the media spotlight, may be the most hated man in the sports world. A former athlete, he has a son, Lonzo, on the Los Angeles Lakers and another, freshman LiAngelo, on the UCLA basketball team. He won't shut up about his sons, constantly boasting, ad nauseum, how great the are.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I couldn't stomach him--until recently. Now he's my hero. I absolutely love the guy. Why? Well, all he did was get sucked into a twitter war with President Trump and then proceeded to wipe the floor with the White House clown.

LiAngelo Ball is one of the three UCLA players recently detained in China after a preseason game and accused of shoplifting. In China at the time for a meeting with the Chinese president, Trump intervened, got the charges dropped, leading to the players being shipped back to Los Angeles, without penalty.

Through a series of tweets, Trump, a bigger egomaniac and blabber mouth than Ball, made it clear that he wanted LeVar to thank him profusely and lavishly praise him. LeVar refused. Clearly his ego wouldn't let him bow down to Trump.

This infuriated the President, who's been blasting Ball with vicious tweets, calling him an "ungrateful fool" and even suggesting that he should have left the UCLA players in China to face the consequences.

As a result, Trump has looked ridiculous, coming across as a small-minded bully who craves ego stroking. Here you have a head of state, squabbling with a private citizen who won't thank him properly. How trivial can you get? Yes, what Trump did was laudable but only an uncouth blowhard like him expects pats on the back for a good deed. What's worse for the President there's an underlying racist angle--big-shot white man picking on a black man with considerably less stature.

Ball comes out of this twitter war looking like the victim, the little guy who stood up to the bully. Trump, on the other hand, looks like the bad guy, enhancing his rep as a self-promoting jerk.

I'm not a Ball fan, but this time I'm firmly in his corner. Anybody who makes our idiot President look like an even bigger idiot gets my vote.


Thursday, November 9, 2017

Memo To Dodgers: Dump Yu Darvish


I wanted to wait a week or so before making this comment to see if I'd cool down. Well, I haven't. What I'm about to say isn't rational. It's mean. It's nasty. It's petty. But it's gut-level. I apologize before even saying it. Here goes:

I hate him. I hate Los Angeles Dodger pitcher Yu Darvish.

I'll never forgive the right-hander for blowing Game 7 of the World Series, at home no less, to the Houston Astros. The city has waited 29 years for another World Series title. Thanks to Damned Darvish, the wait will be even longer

Next spring, when the Dodgers begin their quest for a title, I don't want to see Darvish in a Dodger uniform. In that 5-1, Game 7 loss to the Astros, he surrendered his right to wear a Dodger uniform again. In that critical game, with the weight of the team on his shoulders, he collapsed, he choked.

When the Dodgers picked up Darvish from the Texas Rangers in August he was supposed to be the backup ace to Clayton Kershaw, the gritty, dominant Number Two Pitcher who, everyone figured, just about guaranteed the baseball title was coming to LA.

But I always had doubts about Darvish. Sure he's a four-time All-Star who averages eleven strikeouts per nine innings. But too often he was wild. Even when he won, many times it wasn't pretty. He always seemed to be a borderline ace, the kind that needed a lot of run support, the kind of pitcher you might not be able to count on in the clutch. He didn't dazzle in any of his starts leading up to the World Series, There was no string of games where he gave up just a run or two and only a few hits and looked like he was in total command.

Game 3 of the Series was a red flag. Darvish looked like a batting practice pitcher, getting pounded for four runs in 1 2/3 innings. Great players bring their A game to championship games. Darvish showed up with his D game, triggering a Dodger loss.

Dodger manager Dave Roberts ignored all the Game 3 signs that Darvish didn't have the stuff to baffle Astro hitters and decided to start him in Game 7, the team's biggest game in decades. Roberts will never admit he regrets that decision but you know damn well he does.

In Game 7, Darvish choked again, looking as pitiful as he did in Game 3. He lasted just as long, a meager 1 2/3 innings, giving up five runs, four earned. Kershaw relieved him and mowed down Astro hitters in the middle of the game. Clearly he should have started, not Darvish. That blunder will certainly haunt Roberts.

Even writing about that Series dredges up those post-Series feelings of misery. No question that pain would resurface every time I'd see Darvish in a Dodger uniform. So I don't want to see him in a Dodger uniform again.

This brings to mind something that happened to the Dodgers on the last day of the 1951 season, when they were in Brooklyn, tied with the New York Giants, playing a game to see who would advance to the World Series. Giant slugger Bobby Thompson hit a three-run, walk-off homer to win the game. Dodger pitcher Ralph Branca served up the crucial pitch.

Some bitter Dodger fans morphed into lifelong Branca haters. I know how they feel. Count me in as a lifetime Darvish hater.

Will that hatred wither away? Forget it. Forgiveness is off the table.

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Dimwit Trump vs NFL= Bull Crap

President Donald Trump vs the NFL.  What a farce.

This stupid little war is basically what Trump would label FAKE NEWS--a manufactured nothing of a story that's being covered to death by the media.

First let me make this perfectly clear. I hate Trump. He's vile, shallow, despicable, loathsome, shockingly ignorant and woefully corrupt. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. Furthermore, he's a world-class liar, a bully, a sexual predator, a con-man and a white supremacist. Though totally unfit for the Presidency, he was voted in by selfish, small-minded Republicans who were seduced by his glittering assortment of lies. By a country mile, he's the worst President in our nation's history.

Considering Trump is doing his damnedest to drag the country down in so many areas, it's inevitable he'd somehow stick his nose into sports. So what he's done is start a juvenile war with the NFL

Trump began the conflict by attacking players who kneel during the pregame performance of the National Anthem, charging that's disrespecting the Flag and the military. He urged team owners to fire the protesters. Of course that would be a violation of the players' constitutional rights but Trump, who's clearly ignorant of the Constitution, has no idea about that.  He has been particularly vicious when talking about QB Colin Kaepernick, who started the kneel-down protest movement last season when he was with the San Francisco 49ers.

For the last two Sundays this conflict has been an irritating distraction at games. With his                    relentless barrage of nasty tweets, Trump inflames patriotic fans, who boo the players who, in turn, angrily defy the President and his supporters with assorted protests during the pregame National Anthem. I don't know about you, but I prefer not to have my sporting events sullied by politics.

Trump created the war by twisting and trampling on Kaepernick's original point. With his kneel-down protest, the QB, who's part African American, aimed to call attention to police brutality against blacks. But Trump blatantly ignored Kaepernick's purpose, claiming the protest was actually a slight against the Flag and the military.

Who's kidding who? Do you think Trump, a bogus patriot and a thoroughly amoral egomaniac, really gives a damn about the Flag or the military being disrespected? Hell, no. All Trump cares about is Trump.

Here's the real reason Trump trumped up this battle with the NFL:

Sources close to the President have revealed he started the squabble with pro football simply to create a distraction, arguably the most popular tactic in the Trump public relations arsenal. When he doesn't want you to focus on Point A he vigorously draws your attention to Point B.

Trump is hoping  this fan-friendly, juicy battle with the NFL will  steer  people away from special prosecutor Robert Mueller's probe into the 2016 Trump election campaign's ties with Russia. Just about every day some damning tidbit leaks out that makes serious against the President and his gang more likely.

Also, Trump blasting America's most popular sport for patriotic reasons is a move geared to delight members of his base, mostly a rural and lower-middle class crowd that appreciates a hearty defense of the Flag and the military.

But if you regard Trump as a cheap imitation of a President, don't get sucked into his dumb little scrap with the NFL. It's not worth your time and energy. Instead focus on everything he doesn't want you to focus on--all the dirt related to the Mueller investigation, dirt that hopefully will get this clown booted out of office.

Monday, April 17, 2017

The Clippers' Big Three Bite The Dust

The Clippers' 97-95 loss to the Utah Jazz in the opener of their playoff series in Los Angeles was no ordinary loss. This one was a game-changer, a very ugly game-changer.. 

It's the one that signals the beginning of the end of the Big Three. This signature unit of All-Stars--DeAndre Jordan, Chris Paul and Blake Griffin--has been the heart of the team in last few years. These are the guys who are supposed to power the Clippers to the Western Conference Finals, to the NBA championship.

They haven't done it yet. That Jazz loss says the Big Three doesn't have what it takes.. So, in the off season, when Paul and Griffin are free agents, one or both will be gone.

Bye, bye Big Three. Busting up that core will turn the franchise upside down.

Quite simply, the Big Three isn't good enough to get the job done. They have never been able to power the team past the second round. That Jazz loss says loud and clear that they won't get the job done this year either. 

The Clippers' task this time was exceptionally tough. They had to dispose of the Jazz, a rugged, solid team, before running into that second round buzz-saw known as the Golden State Warriors.

For the Clippers, that opening game should have been a romp. Not only was it at home, but Utah's best player, defensive whiz Rudy Gobert, went down early in the first quarter. Somehow the Clippers lost to an undermanned team that was playing on the road.

Devastating, inexcusable, heartbreaking.

If the Clippers can't beat the Jazz, a fifth seed, under those comfortable circumstances, how could they ever beat a juggernaut like the Warriors who, blessed with three deadly shooters and a phenomenal-utility man, Draymond Green, are in a league of their own? 

In the Jazz game, the Clippers had little defensive intensity. Also, they didn't play smart. Without Gobert, a tough rim-protector, the Clippers should have been crashing the middle over and over and scoring heavily. But that didn't happen. For some reason, the Clippers didn't bring their A game. And once again Blake Griffin was a no-show in the fourth quarter. 

Despite losing the first game, the Clippers, with Gobert out or at half-strength, should still win the Jazz series. But the Clippers have shown their true colors.

They couldn't win that Jazz game in which everything was stacked in their favor. So against the Warriors, where everything is stacked against them?.

You know what's going to happen

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Cal Football and Men's Basketball--Bleak Future

These are dark days for Cal sports fans--and getting darker by the moment..

The fans were still adjusting to the football mess when the men's basketball program
nosedived. After many decades as a Cal fan, I can't remember when both the football and men's basketball programs were both in crisis at the same time.

Football hit rock bottom last fall when the team stumbled to a lousy five-win season. Athletic director Mike Williams.finally had enough of head coach Sonny Dykes, whose ridiculous, one-dimensional approach (all offense, no defense). had been dragging the program down for years. So Dykes was replaced by Justin Wilcox, a former Cal assistant who had lately been a first-class defensive coordinator at Wisconsin.

Regrettably, Dykes left the cupboard bare. The two best offensive players, QB Davis Webb and WR Chad Hansen, turned pro, and there weren't any good defensive players leftover from the Dykes regime Wilcox will be starting from scratch. So fans will be stuck with a team in radical rebuild mode for at least two years. Cal fans were just getting used to the bleak football future when the men's basketball program crashed and burned.

After being shut out of the NCAA tournament, Cal joined the also-rans in the NIT, opening at home against a featherweight Cal State Bakersfield team that the Bears should have destroyed, even with its two top players, Jabari Bird and Ivan Rabb, sidelined with injuries. Yet Cal trailed badly, 44-19, at the end of the first half and went on to lose 73-66.

Pin this loss on head coach Cuonzo Martin, who announced the day after the CSB debacle that he had signed a seven-year contract with Missouri. Obviously he had been in talks with the Tigers while he was supposed to be coaching the Bears in post-season play. No doubt the players knew the coach was bailing out on the team. Clearly, with this coaching change looming, their heads and hearts weren't in that CSB game. So this season ended with an embarrassing, frustrating loss, similar to last season's ugly finale--getting booted out of the NCAA tournament in the first round by an inferior Hawaii team.

At the moment, next season doesn't look promising for men's basketball. There is no head coach and the roster boasts no big-time players, since Bird is a senior and Rabb will likely turn pro. Unless something changes drastically, this team is headed for the bottom of the PAC 12, down there with the football team.

Dark days, Cal fans, nothing but dark days ahead....


Saturday, March 11, 2017

UCLA Basketball Team Crashes Back To Earth

The  UCLA men's basketball team did it again. Building up hopes sky-high, giddy fans had visions of the Final Four dancing in their heads. But, once again, the Bruins won't deliver.

UCLA in the Final Four? Not happening.

The way they've looked in the PAC 12 tournament, they'll be lucky to make it to the Sweet 16. Suddenly they don't look like the team that finished the season in the Top Five, steamrolling the opposition, excelling on both offense and defense. They even beat tough Arizona in Tuscon, something no visitor had done in years.

But that was during the season. In the PAC 12 tournament, the Bruins have come crashing back to earth. They opened the tournament Thursday barely escaping the USC game with a two-point win, a game the Bruins should have lost. With lazy defense and spotty offense, they kept the door open for the Trojans, who consistently stumbled at the entrance and never made it through that door. What really killed the Trojans was their own blunders, not UCLA's skills.

The Bruins continued that downward spiral on Friday, getting pushed around by Arizona. The Bruins were ice-cold from the three-point line and shockingly soft in the middle. The Wildcats owned the paint, often embarrassing the Bruins with easy layups and dunks, winning 86-75. That score is misleading. It wasn't that close. The UCLA offense crumbled and the team doesn't play defense well enough to compensate for a massive offensive breakdown.

So which is the real Bruins, the heavyweight that was throwing knockout punches at the end of the season or the lightweight that wobbled through the PAC 12 tournament? It's hard to predict how the Bruins will do in the NCAA tournament. A favorable draw and some upsets could pave the way for them to make it to the Elite 8. That's possible but not likely. The real Bruins are probably the unit that under-performed in the tournament in that hostile, unfamiliar Las Vegas environment

Once again the primary problem  is coaching--that demon Steve Alford again. Particularly in the Arizona game, Alford was blown away by the Wildcats' head coach Sean Miller. The Bruins weren't well prepared for either SC or Arizona--the coach's fault, of course. Though the Bruins improved on defense late in the season, they still don't play it with the kind of skill and ferocity needed to win championships..

Given how they raised fan hopes, there is going to be some real fan grumbling if UCLA doesn't reach at least the Elite 8. Some fans will be ready to give Alford the boot. He may already be looking for another job. According to rumors, Indiana coach Tom Crean may be headed to Missouri and Alford, a former Hoosier star, may be considering returning to his alma mater, replacing Crean,

So far it's just grapevine chatter. Getting rid of Alford would be complicated and costly, but if the Bruins have a quick, ugly exist from the NCAA tournament, fans may be happy to show him the door, no matter how expensive and will be..