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Sleep Over vs Air Force

Hello Show,

I add to this incredibly inactive blog with news of this Saturday’s game vs Air Force.

Many of you know, that Air Force runs the most boring offense known to man. It originated from Princeton and has somehow made it’s way over to our resident MW service academy. Basically the strategy is this: Limit your opponents possessions and offense by running the clock down during your offensive possession and taking a high percentage shot based off quick passes beating defensive rotation. Translation: Bore everyone to death, score 50 points and try to beat the opponent 50 to 49.

ImageThe most exciting thing about this game may be the fact that we are almost guaranteed curly fries at the end. Air Force has finished last in the MW in offense pretty much every year of their existence in the league. To make things even worse, the past 5 years they have been an absolutely awful team. 

If you remember, most of the time we play Air Force we break out the “Borrriiinnnnngg, Booorrrrinnnnng, Boooorrrriinnnnng” chant relatively early in the game. 

To that end the Show cordially invites you to our sleep over during the Air Force game to show the Falcons exactly what we think about their pathetically dull offense and team.

So please dress the part.

ImageBring pillows, night caps, blankets, hell even bust out the onezies for this opportunity to make fun at our long time rivals.

Disclaimer: Please don’t hear what I’m not saying. We expect it to be loud, and intense, especially if this game is closer than we might think. But the opportunity will probably present itself to expose just how difficult it is to watch Air Force run their offense, and having a sleep over is just the way to do that.

See you all at the game, and bring a pillow.

The Show On The Road: Vegas (Part 2 of 3)

Pardon me for being late. Somewhere in between Valentines Day, another Aztec win over the Lobos, and a midweek Psychology test I have been remiss to report on our win in fabulous Las Vegas last Saturday. So without any further delay, let’s get things started.

We knew things were going to be epic when BlueAztec announced he had already purchased 30 tickets to the Thomas and Mac Center. He did this on good faith knowing that the die hards would readily take advantage of his smart planning and we did not disappoint.

Rebel Domination.

Our crew started with 4. Driving his company car we had old school member TripleShow, riding shotgun was yours truly, And bringing up the rear was SecondHalfShow and RockShow. What made this ride particularly nice is we took advantage of TripleShow’s employer who shall remain nameless, and did not pay a dime for gas the entire trip.

Here’s a very poor picture of SecondHalfShow reaching into your soul.

And of course any drive to Vegas must include a mandatory stop at the In ‘N Out in Barstow.

I’m pretty sure the only reason this city exists is to serve as a rest stop for travelers on their way from Vegas to Southern California or Visa Versa.

I wish I could say that the ride went smoothly. That we arrived at the T-Mac as soon as the gates opened and enjoyed warm ups with our fellow Show brethren. Yet some crazed BYU fan drove his car into the median and had us stuck in Traffic in Vegas and for over an hour, this was our view:

It was Brutal. Yet, we eventually made it into the Arena with minutes to spare before tip off and joined the rest of the Show in section 228. Ironically, I believe these were the seats where we witnessed our upset victory over then #8 New Mexico in last years MWC tournament. So we already had a good feel about the game. But, the moment I absolutely knew that we would win this game came even before I stepped inside the Arena. You see by now we are all familiar with Tre’Von Willis’s offcourt antics over the summer, and we all remember at home when we set up camp in his brain through out the game with signs and chants. Well I wanted to bring a little bit of that flavor into Vegas, into his city. But I was nervous because if the security at the T-Mac even had any clue as to what my sign (seen below) was communicating, I don’t think I would have made it far. Fortunately, Elite Security are consistently the most useless figures at sporting events and I knew I could count on their apathy. I went right on through and held up this bad boy for all to see.

We already had a good feeling about the way things were going to go, and so just like any other road game, we started things off with the fight song.

By now we all know how the game ends up. DJ and Kawhi take over, we make clutch free throws, and we make the Thomas and Mac Center our home once again. Seriously, we own that place. The Rebels are paying rent at this point. We felt like we had a good Show performance, and some Rebel fans on the MWC board agreed.

Anyway here are the game highlights:

And as the seconds wound down, the Show celebrated.

Top 3 parts of the above clip:

(3) My off key singing of Muse at the very end

(2) Stranger in blue announcing his post game plans in Vegas.

(1) The legendary David Pope declaring “We just beat their team! Now let’s go f*** their women!”

Seriously we had a lot of fun celebrating, by the time we left the Arena we were all so tired from chanting inside that we peacefully our way to our cars………….NOT. We did NOT do that. We danced our way out to the main entrance and in the meantime my “Choke Artist” Sign was ripped in 3 different places by angry Rebel fans. By the time I got outside I had resolved internally that I was going to part ways with it to 1 lucky Rebel fan. Some woman tried to steal it from me, then one of my colleagues grabbed it back from her, then I made peace with it and gave it back to the woman. I got it all on video. Enjoy:

Top 3 parts of this clip

(3) The drunk ass rebel cholo booing  us through out the entire clip/the guy flicking me off as I gave away the Willis sign.

(2) Busting out the “No One Likes Us. We Don’t Care” Chant.

(1) The Anti BYU chants. I love doing it. Anytime. Anyplace. A BYU Sucks Chant is always a good idea.

After that as the unhappy UNLV fans were stuck in traffic trying to escape another loss to the Aztecs, we decided we had some time to kill so we went to greet the Aztecs as they got on the bus to go home.  I got some of it on film:

Top 3 moments of the above clip:

(3) The exchange with Tim Shelton.

(2) Steve Fisher, American Hero. Giving thanks and love to all the Aztec fans that made the trip and paying extra attention to a young fan with a disability. Damn I’m proud to have him as our coach.

(1) Jamaal Franklin telling us he will try another between the legs dunk and that he didn’t get yelled at for attempting the last one.

As we said goodbye to the team, I thought to myself “Something isn’t quite right yet.” I had to leave one last impression on the Rebels before I left. As we walked back to the main entrance I then knew exactly what I had to do. I had to let remaining pieces of the “Choke Artist” sign make their final resting spot. Right where they belong.

Maybe we’ll match up with the Rebels one more time in the conference tournament, in which case I’ll wish I would have held on to that beautiful work of art. But somehow I’m at peace knowing that the last I saw it, the main portion was being taken away by an angry Rebel lady while her pimp flicked me off, and the other 2/3s were resting peacefully on the steps of our finest Vegas rental property.

Do What DJ Does

A Little Conference Home Opener Gift From The Show. Enjoy.

Go DJ. That’s Our DJ.

Whatchu Chokin About Willis?!

As the Aztecs get set to host our conference home opener Wednesday night against the Rebels it’s important that we reflect on one particular UNLV player who got his hands wrapped around a messy situation in the off-season.

We as the Show have come across some pretty nasty characters in opposing uniforms over the years. Players who have been suspended for drug use, drunk driving, fighting, and being Australian. But in this, my 6th season with the Show down in Row 1, I don’t think I have ever come across a player as cowardly and disgusting as UNLV’s Tre’Von Willis.

On Tuesday June 29, 2010 Tre’Von was arrested on chargers of Domestic Battery against his 26 year old girl friend. Willis spent the night in the Henderson Detention Center before his bail was posted at $18,637 the next day.Willis allegedly wrapped his hands around this ladies neck and choked her. Then he  fled the scene before police arrived. He was then taken into custody  8 hours later.


The following 3 months were a mess of conflicting reports, hearings, arraignments, and ultimately a plea agreement signed on September 28th. Consistent with his cowardly acts of beating on a woman, then running from the cops, Willis denied ever having choked her. I’m not here to play detective, I will let the actual detectives tell you their conclusions of their report.

Willis, 22, had been involved in a relationship “full of turmoil and hardships” with 28-year-old Skye Sanders for more than a year, the report said.

About 2:30 a.m. Tuesday at Sanders’ Henderson apartment, the couple’s struggles escalated into a physical beating at the hands of the 6-foot-4 inch guard, according to the report.

The report said Willis was angry at Sanders because she wasn’t paying attention to him and, instead, was text messaging friends.

Sanders told police Willis said he was going out, and she replied she also was going out. Willis then overturned Sanders’ purse, dumping its contents while looking for her keys. Sanders laughed at Willis because her keys were not in her purse. That’s when Willis got physical with Sanders for the first time during their relationship.

“Willis had his thumbs in the center of her throat with his fingers wrapping around the sides of her neck,” the report stated. “Sanders stated that while Willis was choking her, Willis kept saying to her, ‘Say you’re sorry.’ ”

Sanders told police she was barely able to say she couldn’t breathe while Willis had his hands around her throat.

When police interviewed Sanders at her home, she was crying and nervously shaking. The reporting officer said he observed slight redness on the front of her neck, according to the report.

Police interviewed Willis at his Las Vegas apartment about 10:30 a.m. Tuesday. The report said Willis told police he was at Sanders’ apartment and did have a verbal altercation with her, but it didn’t turn physical.

Willis was arrested on charges of felony domestic battery by strangulation, felony grand larceny for stealing Sanders’ cell phone and misdemeanor coercion.

Ok. So we can all agree that Tre’Von Willis is a dirty, cowardly, scumbag both on and off the court. Had Willis been an Aztec, Steve Fisher would have kicked him off the team before Willis ever posted bail. Maybe we’re spoiled in having a classy coach who demands that his players represent their university and themselves with dignity and honor. I guess it shouldn’t surprise anyone that at a school located in Las Vegas, charges of domestic battery are glossed over even by the school itself. The punishment Willis agreed to in his plea deal included community service, rehabilitation counseling, and a threat of a 90 day jail sentence if he doesn’t stay out of trouble. The punishment handed down to him by his coach Lon Kruger? A 3 game suspension including  2 games against meaningless exhibition opponents and cupcake UC Riverside.

Justice apparently had it’s way through the legal system. Willis accepted a plea agreement and was judged. We at the Show respect that. However we will not stand for the injustice that went down after Kruger’s “slap on the wrist” punishment in the basketball world. 3 games for choking, stealing, and running away? Apparently coach Kruger believes in running his team true to his school mascot. The lawless nature of this event would make any Rebel proud.

So it’s our job to hand down justice. We plan on making it hell for Willis and giving him exactly what he deserves.

On Wednesday night, please bring your signs, bring your voices, and let’s send this coward back to his sin city where he belongs with another loss on his back.

This. Is. What. We. Do.

Just Evidence of the Destruction We Leave in our Wake. (Click to Enlarge)

A Brief History Of Saint Mary’s – San Diego State

I consider myself an expert in all things San Diego State. After all, this is my 6th year on campus (it’s painful to type) and I’ve probably spent about a thousand times more hours at basketball games than I have office hours. In my time we’ve won one regular season MWC Championship, two MWC Tournament Championships,  four NIT games and two games against Saint Mary’s. And they’ve beat us three times. I have seen every single one of these games. Two have been in Saint Mary’s. We beat them in 2006 when Brandon Heath, the day after hitting a half court shot at the buzzer to beat Murray State, finished off SMC on a pair of late free throws to win 74-73.

In 2007 we played and lost to the Gaels 69-64 as part of the John Wooden Classic at the Pond in Anaheim.

In 2008 we again played the Gaels in the John Wooden Classic and lost again 67-64.

(On a side note, if you want to know why we lost, then Aztec Power Forward Ryan Amoroso went a combined 2-21 in those two games, getting blocked by the rim on a dunk attempt in both games)

In that same year the Aztecs beat the Gaels in the NIT Quarterfinals in then COX Arena in one of the most memorable Aztec basketball games of the Fisher Era 70-66.

That is where this went down:

Epic I know. We eventually rushed the court (more on this later).

Finally, last year we played Saint Mary’s in Moraga in their gym that would make the one from my high school look tiny. The Aztecs started 3 guys making their Aztec debut (Tyrone Shelley, Malcolm Thomas and Kawhi Leonard), DJ Gay making his first ever start at point guard, and Billy White. Off the bench we had Chase Tapley who was a true freshman, and Kelvin Davis who missed the previous year as he fought and eventually won his battle with cancer. As we can clearly see with all those stars down in Miami, it takes a while for a team to gel and in a Nationally Televised 11pm game on ESPN’s College Hoops Marathon, the Aztecs got blown out 80-58.

So as the teams set to square off for the sixth time in five years, I think it’ safe to say that we have ourselves a rivalry. By pure virtue of what has happened on the court, I think you could call this a rivalry. But it’s what has happened even beyond the final scores that makes me say, second to USD, this is my most hated out of conference team. I hate the Gaels.

Now, I dislike a lot of teams. I don’t like any of the other schools in the Mountain West. But for me the factor that separates teams that I hate from teams that I just generally dislike, are the fans. I loathe BYU fans. They are cocky, they are arrogant, they have a holier than thou attitude, and they are everywhere. Few things have satisfied me more than to walk out of the Thomas and Mac Arena in Las Vegas after sending BYU home and watching the looks of those crushed Cougar fans’ faces. But I digress.

The Saint Mary’s student section is called “Gael Force”. They take up the entire front sideline section of their home court and can get pretty loud in that building they call a gymnasium. In 2006 when Heath sank those free throws to win the game the student section responded with this chant at the end “F— San Diego! *clap, clap…clap,clap,clap*” Which didn’t upset me that much because haters are going to hate and leaving the building victorious was well worth it.

But my disgust for that school started in our home victory in the NIT quarterfinals in 2008. After beating them and rushing the court, Saint Mary’s fat, overrated center Omar Samhan accused our good friend Shirtless Show of punching him in the face as he rushed the court. What ensued made all of us wish that had been the truth. Cops took Shirtless into the depths of Cox Arena, where they interrogated him and then reviewed footage of the court rushing trying to look for evidence. In retrospect, I’m sure it had to be satisfying for Omar Fatman to repeatedly watch our fans storm the court after having ended his season. But at the time Shirtless wasn’t able to experience the joy of our victory. Of course no evidence was found, and as Shirtless walked away Omar uttered a few four letter words his way. Thus began my hatred of Saint Mary’s.

The next year we opened up on the road in Moraga as a part of ESPN’s College Hoops Tip Off Marathon. The same event we saw our Aztecs beat Gonzaga this year in Spokane. Well this game started in Moraga started at 11 PM. That is not a typo. We had the late game. So 8 of us drove up with the intent of immediately driving back after the game through the night to get to class the next morning.

Although the Gael’s stud guard Patty Mills left for the NBA, Omar too-many-Samburgers returned for his senior year. We sat across from the “Gael Force” with our typical assortment of clever posters. “Omar Fatman”, “Epic Fael” to name a few. It had been 3 years since I was last in that gym and apparently the students had grown even less classy. As we witnessed our team attempt to gel on the run against a Gael team that would eventually go on to the Sweet 16, it became clear that we weren’t going to walk out of there with a W. Saint Mary’s couldn’t miss. As evident in this clip:

What made my blood boil however, was the treatment we received from these students from a supposedly moral catholic school. Every time I looked at that students section, I got the finger from dozens of students. Some other students came up and tried to steal our signs, and as we punked them and told them to go away, security came by and took them and said they were offensive. Never mind the fact that thousands of fans were chanting “F— San Diego” at every break in the game. Apparently that’s ok.
But we’re classy (except when we play BYU). And we stayed mellow throughout the night. As we were walking to our car to enjoy our eight and a half hour drive home through the night back to San Diego, the students continued to curse us out. Then they had the nerve to call our beloved…unique friend…accomplice Geckshow a frog. When we responded “Learn your animal kingdom, it’s a gecko” the Saint Mary’s student tried to pick a fight with all eight of us and it resulted in his dismissal by a cop.

This Wednesday, nothing would make me happier than to beat those punks from Moraga and just envision the thousands of Saint Mary’s students upset at their team’s failure. Hell I hope a few even make the trip down south to watch the game. So I can personally shove it in their stupid, Australian loving faces. With Class of course. We Show members don’t do it any other way. (Except of it’s BYU)

So as we take on Saint Mary’s on our own court Wednesday. Let’s remember that this isn’t just a random WCC opponent. This is team whom in recent history has kicked us around a little bit. But we are the better team. We are the better student section. And last I checked, we have more Americans. Screw Koala Bears, Kangaroos, Outback Steakhouse and Fosters Beer. Let’s beat Saint Mary’s.


Big news out Bristol, Connecticut as ESPN announced it’s 3rd major cable television network to premiere immediately.

“Nothing could possibly be more important or relevant in sports today than these two MAC teams.” ESPN President George Bodenheimer proclaimed. “We are committed to giving our audience what they want, and we feel this new network will meet the demand.”

Bodenheimer went on announce that because the ratings for the last 6 minutes of the Temple-Ohio game in San Diego increased dramatically, that the Temple-Ohio game would replay non stop in the area on the entire ESPN family of networks until further notice.

“It’s clear that the greater San Diego area is absolutely bananas about both of these great institutions. So we feel strategically, as a business, this is the wise thing to do.”

When asked about the possibility of the increase in ratings due to San Diegians painfully waiting for that irrelevant, pointless, piece of shit game to be over so they could watch their Aztecs play and eventually beat #11 Gonzaga on the road, Bodenheimer looked puzzled.

“They play sports on the west coast??”

Bodenheimer, who was sporting a 1992 University of Miami Gino Torretta Jersey, had to cut the interview short so he wouldn’t miss his tee time with Dave Rose, Bill Grier, and that dude who dressed up as Ambassador Montezuma.