…They needed someone to dance with in the finals: That’s us, baby.
We may have ran out of time, but Louisville knows they escaped.
Still dizzy from the fouling, I post you
We made it all the way past everyone to reach the end. We were dominating a notably inferior Cardinal team until Anorexic-Kevin Love made it rain, and we still led 38-37 at the half.
We couldn’t find a defensive groove, however, with some atrocious reffing on Trey Burke and Mitch McGary and constant fouling on Louisville’s part.
Sometimes, the sports world sucks. They cheat. They foul. They run away like Rick Pitino with your trophy.
BUT – we still played great – all season, all Big Ten long, and all tournament. We made it 6 games. No one else can say that except the Champs.
For that, WE ARE MICHIGAN, the dancing queen (head held high, snarfs).